A Dying Breed: The Mullet

With his mullet in tow and wearing his Lynyrd Skynyrd shirt - the little man was taken to get his first haircut! At nearly 1 year old, you've never seen the cutest, most soft, sweet smelling hair! After I left the salon that day, I shed a tear for the almighty mullet. It's remains are now in a ziploc bag.... sealed away for the baby book. They're a dying breed.

My sweet little nephew ... he's growing up too fast! I can't wait until he's 17 and we're showing him these pictures of such precious years. I'd give my life for this little guy.