FIRST HAIRCUT

I BEGGED MY WIFE TO LET MY BABY KEEP HIS CURLS. WE CAME TO AN AGREEMENT. SHE WOULD NOT TOUCH HIS HAIR UNTIL HIS FIRST BIRTHDAY, BUT AS IT GOT CLOSER AND CLOSER TO THE DATE I GOT MORE NERVOUS. MY BABY, THE GOLDEN LOCKS. PLEASE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IT WAS TWO WEEKS AFTER HIS BIRTHDAY. I WENT TO WORK THINKING ALL WAS WELL AND THAT MY WIFE HAD FORGOTTEN OUR AGREEMENT. AT FIVE O'CLOCK I WALKED OUT AND SUPRISINGLY FOUND MY FAMILY WAITING IN THE CAR FOR ME. AS I WALKED TOWARDS THE CAR I SAW A LITTLE BOY. WHO IS THAT I THOUGHT.


MY BABY. WHERE HAVE YOU GONE. INSTEAD THERE SAT A LITTLE BOY, NO CURLS BUT STILL THAT BIG HUGE SMILE AND THOSE BIG BLUE EYES. OH WELL I SIGHED, THE CURLS ARE GONE BUT MY LITTLE BOY WILL ALWAYS BE MY BABY.
WE ARRIVED HOME AND OUT OF THE BLUE HE STUCK HIS TONGUE OUT AT ME. I GUESS HE WAS LETTING ME KNOW THAT I CAN'T STOP HIM FROM GROWING UP. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KARLOS. MY LITTLE BOY. WE LOVE YOU.