brigs first cut

So... brig and i ventured back to Utah for baby ezzie's blessing 

It was all so wonderful, so fast, and not a picture captured by myself.

Sometimes when i've got a big trip like that to document, it's so daunting... I don't.

BUT

bottom line

my batteries are recharged

now a week+ later i'm trying to get back in my swing of things

which is always so hard for me. 

I just wind up vegging for a week or so

anyway, the one monumental activity that occurred on said trip was:

the first cut

before

i guess i just didn't realize how out of control/grandpa-ish brig's hair was getting

when i'm home it's just me as a critic

my siblings whipped me into shape, let me know it was time to cute baby boys hair

after

he did awesome, and only in Utah is there one of these adorable hair salons on every corner

he sat in a toy airplane, watched the hungry catepillar, and his aunties, nannie, and ezzie danced around him. He only cried when she used the trimmers around his ears. I'm assuming the noise is what frightened him.

And now? 

He looks all grown up!

but still scrumptious :)