His hair was starting to curl over his ears, and I knew he was due for a cut. He's had many haircuts before, so I didn't think this one would be of any special note.
We arrived, and we sat him in a Finding Nemo car. I gave him a sucker to distract him from the haircut, and Joy cut his hair. She's cut his hair many times before.
We were busy chatting, she was busy cutting, and all of a sudden, I looked at Aidan, and he looked like a two year old. His face had changed. There was a little boy sitting in that chair. It caught me so by surprise that I teared up. Joy looked at me and told me if I cried, she would too.
And then, just like that, those few seconds passed, and the new Aidan was again the boy I knew, but different.
Please hold on sweet thing. These moments are passing by way too quickly.
1 comments:
carmen - i know the feeling.
i was having similar thoughts about isaac the other day as i folded his laundry (blog post coming soon about that one . . . )
it's so bittersweet to watch them grow, isn't it.
hugs to you,
elizabeth
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