Haircuts and Baby Trauma

According to my blog (boy, this thing sure is handy for recording minor events in my life), it’d been about four months since my last haircut. So it was time for another one.

No big deal right? Well, it turns out that while my 7 month old baby was fairly unfazed with Daddy getting a haircut … at 11 months, he freaked out.

What gives? I have no idea. But I do notice that he seems to be much more aware of who I am now. So maybe it was like Daddy walking into the room with a horrible facial disfigurement or something.

Like, maybe he’s thinking, “Where is that stuff that I used to grab with my baby fingers? That ropey thing that I would pull myself up with? That hair?!”

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