Johan’s hair looks like this when we go out and after his bath time. It is combed down to one side, looking a little tamed down.
I tried tying it on top of his head but Johan keeps getting the ribbon off and I am so afraid that he’ll put it in his mouth and choke.
But, usually, every single day, his hair looks like this. What a mess but still a cutie!
I can’t wait till he turns one. That’s the time we can bring him to a salon and have his first haircut. I need to be there, no matter what, because hubby has been dropping hints that he wants Johan’s hair be shaved off.
No, no, no!