Evan enters the monastary....

Day 54 (Mon 29th May 2006): I had my first haircut today! Or should I say, my first shave. It is another milestone papa says. Papa says it was done because my hair was looking too unkempt. And not as a 'right of passage' that some parents insist upon. It's all gone for now. My beautiful locks shorn away. Hair today, gone tomorrow. Papa now calls me his "little monk". Grand godma says the barber who cut my hair was very skilled. She said I was well behaved and did not create a fuss when he was cutting. Godma Elena thinks I look cute, but Godpa Doug thinks I look funny. Papa told me not to worry 'cos I will grow out of it. Half of my hair has been put into a plastic container for me to keep. Papa says in Singapore, some parents pay to have the hair bundled into a paint brush. He says that in other countries, the hair is donated to make wigs for sick children. I wish my hair had been thicker and longer so that I could have helped them too.