While Paul was at preschool we were at the barber shop.

He waited patiently for Joe to get his haircut first, watching with wide eyes.

Then he sat down and I suddenly felt very emotional.

The baby hair fell off and I could see underneath it all- a boy who is growing up quickly.

He wants to be like his daddy and big brother, squirming away and seeking independence.

The best part of it all was when we picked up Paul from preschool. He did not believe I was with his little brother. He peered closely, asking “Henry?” – that’s how much older he looked!