Today we took Michael to get a haircut this morning. The haircut ritual has developed from the fear that he had the first time (and the second and the third) to accepting that it has to be done to actually enjoying it. Michael likes to look good, as he has to approve what he wears every day. He is our little fashionista and I joke that he didn't come from me.
But as he was getting his hair cut, I realized that he was looking more like a little boy and less like a toddler. I wondered how time could fly by so fast and what happened to the baby that was born just a little more than 3 years ago. At the same time, I am really enjoying the little man that Michael is growing up to be. He definitely has his moments but he is so loving. And as the haircut was coming to an end and I looked over at him, I thought that he also seems so much bigger since Katie has arrived.
Here is a picture of the little man that he has become: