Baby hair

Elliot was born with a beautiful head of dark hair. Although he had a bit of a receding hairline, his full head of hair was always one of the first things mentioned.

After a few months, his hair was still a great conversation starter. But this time, for other reasons.

Instead of a full head of hair, Elliot now had a completely bald spot in the back (fairly typical for most babies who are laid to sleep on their backs) and had rubbed off all the hair on both sides with his patented head-shifting-to-bed routine, leaving him with a "faux-hawk meets comb-over" patch of hair on top. And if that wasn't unique enough, in an attempt to vanquish an intense case of cradle cap, I accidentally combed out patches of what hair did remain. Sorry son.

This left Elliot with quite the 'do. 

As well as an uncanny resemblance to this Fisher Price doll.

See? 

Well, the sentimental mother in me just couldn't bear to do anything about it. "He's a baby! Just leave it be!" Plus, it was just so him.

But the prideful mother in me began thinking how maybe it was starting to get a biiiit out of control and maybe he would look even cuter if we did something about it. 

So, I kept going back and forth and back and forth. Until finally, one particularly crazy hair-day later, I knew it was time.

And quicker than you can say "haircut," that last little shred of newborness was gone. It took a day or two for us to get used to such a clean-cut boy, but I for one, think he sure looks awful handsome. And perhaps just a little too grown-up for his mother's heart!