The day finally came. Though Eli has spent the past several weeks believing that he had already been given a hair cut along with his older brothers, he was perfectly happy to jump up into the make-shift barber chair again for an actual haircut. I couldn't think about it for too long because I knew I'd chicken out, but when the tangles in your little toddler son's hair start to consume any amount of time in the morning dressing routine it's time to help a brother out.

He still looks adorable, even without his flowing, golden curls (and I'm not too proud to admit that I can't wait for them to grow back).