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I'm SURER than you are!

Caleb: Mom, I want my hair to look like Daddy's!
                        Me:  Are you Sure you want to buzz your hair?!?
Caleb: I'm SURER than YOU are!

 I gave in. My son had his very First buzz cut today! Oh my goodness, I think I almost cried! :)
He has been bugging me all summer to let him buzz his hair like Jon's, but I just didn't have the heart to do it. But today, I tried to remember that my son is growing up and can make his own decisions (on some things), so...



   

He definitely looks different to me. I already miss running my hands through his floppy hair. But Caleb, is still the same little boy, short hair or not. In truth, I am kind of enjoying being able to see his facial expressions better. If you know our little boy, you know he makes MANY fun expressions!






Caleb's words have been ringing in my ears since he said them this morning... "I'm surer than you are". How many times a day do you think God says that back to us? Most likely a lot, although maybe with better grammer.  :)  I'm already seeing evidence that God was saying it to me two nights ago when I wrote my last post! Good stuff. Good stuff indeed.



Now off to enjoy the sprinkler....
In Christ,
Mara






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  1. CheriAugust 17, 2013 at 8:39 PM

    Yep, still super duper cute!! But I can imagine how hard it was for you!! Don't we all wish we could just buzz our hair off at times...??! :)

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