Haircut

Hello, my name is MacKenzie and I cannot cut my children's hair.

It's probably time.  Okay, it's probably way overdue.  But I can't do it.

I am IN LOVE with their hair.  Its so beautiful.  It's perfect.  The curls are amazing.

Morning hair.  Kyrie is not pleased with my photography at this early hour.  

But its pretty long.  And the longer it gets, the more difficult it is.  Kyrie's hair is the thickest of the two, but his is actually the easiest.  It takes me WAY longer to comb through it, but its not that hard.  He sits really good for me, and I just do it in sections.  I only comb it all the way out about once a week.  In between, I just put conditioner in it between baths and finger comb it.  And it looks good.  Its incredibly long, but the longer it gets, the more the curls coil up.

Little man trying to get at my coffee....

Kingstons hair is thinner, and has looser curls, but is way harder to comb.  For one, he HATES when I do it, and doesn't sit still like Kyrie.  He screams and cries the whole time.  But for whatever reason, his hair knots up so much more than Kyrie's.  After a bath, I finger comb it and it looks really good.  But when I have to get a comb all the way through, its a huge battle.  When its not combed through, his curls tend to stand up on the top of his head in a "wild boy" way.  Which is adorable in itself, but doesn't really give off that "I've got it together"look for running around town :)

Look at his curly mullett happening.  And the all over wildness :)  Can't help but love it. 

Why yes, my hair does stand up on end.  

I know that if I cut it, it would look super cute and be easier to manage.

However, it is super cute long too.

Because, well, lets be honest.  These are some handsome boys no matter what.

They're seriously adorbs.

Pure joy. 

But here is the other thing.


It is not uncommon for children to get their heads shaved when they enter an orphanage.   I think to avoid the spread of head lice.  But my boys were teeny tiny bald headed babies when they came to Hannah's Hope, so they were not shaved.

They had the most beautiful fuzz on their little heads.  It was so short and fine and straight.

And that sweet little fuzz turned into the beautiful curls I see on their sweet heads now.  Its the same hair.

I can't bring myself to cut those first curls away.

These are the curls I first fell in love with.

These are the curls their birth mom whispered into, and kissed, and snuggled.


The curls their special mothers at Hannah's Hope cherished and caressed.

The curls that my fingers comb through, and braid and wash and smooth through.  That my face buries itself in, and my nose inhales its sweetness.

I adore these curls.  And I adore these boys.

And I just can't bring myself to do it yet.








So when did you give your children their first haircut?  When did you know it was time?