On Christmas Eve Parker got his first hair cut. I felt a little silly taking him to this kids salon that was obviously set to cater to little girls. But the lady that cut his hair had so much fun and said over and over that he was the best baby she's ever cut hair on. Each time she did something new she expected a scream. From putting on the smock, to trimming around the ears Parker didn't seem bothered by any of it.
And no, I didn't cry or save a lock of his hair. Maybe if I had a little girl I would be more sentimental about the first hair cut.