Lisa writes: I stopped myself at seven. There are many, many more. Yesterday was Joseph's first birthday, and all year when people asked us if we were ever going to cut his hair, we casually said, "Yeah, probably when he turns one." And now he's one. We love it, and we could leave it, but it's in his eyes and the back gets matted constantly and he cries no matter how carefully I try to comb out the knots, so it's time. Get one last look: P.S. He's really good at stacking these little cups.