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Friday, June 1, 2012

Good Hair

When I met Mike he was a young surfer with amazing hair.  

(I wish I had better picture of his hair back then.  You can barely even see it poking out from under his beanie.  But we just didn't take many photos back then.  So suffice it to say, that it was awesome.)

 I remember being afraid for him to get his hair cut for his mission, because I loved it long so much.  

Then when he did cut it, I was happy to see that he was still pretty cute.  (Phew!)

In the ten years we have been together he has never quite grown his hair out like it was when we we first dated.  And now with his new career, it will never ever be long again.

And to be honest I have really missed it...

...until now.

Because now I have this little guy.  

Who has his Daddy's hair.  

Which makes me so happy.  

So happy.  

The greatest thing about marrying the love of your life, is being able to have children that have their same qualities.  

I love this baby, and his Daddy...and that hair.

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