Another First/Last

I finally gave in and cut poor Ethan's bangs. He says he felt like a sheep dog. No kidding. Those were his first words.

But really, he did do that blinking in disbelief thing all the time - unfortunately, the disbelief was in how much his long bangs got in his eyes. Now he's less of a baby... More of a toddler... Closer to a kid... Almost a man!! Like I've said before, I have a hard time letting go. This was Ethan's first hair cut, but my last first haircut to give. If that even makes sense to anyone but me.

However, lately I've felt that my kids are still quite young, and I have a long way to go before they're grown. I don't know which is better - feeling that time is flying and being depressed because they're growing so fast, or feeling that they'll be little forever and not noticing that time is flying by. It's just so hard emotionally to be a mother - I wonder what dads think?

Enough of this - I think the snow and clouds are effecting my mood. Also, that new Superchick song is on the radio, and it's very depressing....

On a lighter note, here's a cute picture of Ethan cross-dressing!