The time had come when Dyl Pickle's curls, that sweet baby hair, so downy and fine, now reached below his shoulders. It was a ponytail or a trim.
Here's the lock I felt he could part with.
While he splashed in the tub with Cubby, I sneaked a few snips with tiny cuticle scissors.
I'll revisit the ponytail idea on his second birthday.
At nearly 20 months old, our little one is saying "No!"He tries to put on his own shoes and he loves to play with cars.