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On a wild hair (pun intended), Clay decided during dinner last night that it was time for change. He somehow convinced Koen of this and before we knew it there was a new kid and a small furry animal on the floor of the bathroom where our son sat just moments before.
Before
During
(We were tempted to stop here, but that idea quickly passed)
Our new dog
Our new kid!
He's still trying to get used to it, as are we.
I've witnessed him rubbing his head several times today.
So....very...strange. A little sad, but also exciting! It seems he aged two whole years over night! :( But doesn't he look handsome? Bring on the heat of summer! Koen is ready!
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The next time Clay gets a "wild hair" to shear his son, would someone please hod him down long enough to call home and tallk to his dad about his first "little boy " haircut. Maybe the memories will remind him to think twice before taking action. Those curls of Koen's were exceptionally beautiful and the envy of every mother in the country. Love, the madman's mother.
Okay, its only hair, and the child is still the cutest in the universe. We will get over it.
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