Sunday we celebrated his 3rd birthday. In the jewish tradition (at least for the orthodox), boys don't cut their hair until their 3rd birthday. Coming from a religious family, my sister decided to go with this tradition for her boys. Everyone gets the chance to cut a piece of hair (and in Noah's case we let him cut a piece of his daddy's hair in return). Then we had my awesome hairdresser fix it up.
Noah's perfectly and naturally ombre with a little curl at the bottom that makes all the girls jealous (seriously, the best hair) is gone! (somehow I didn't end up with "after" haircut photos... i'm still in denial that we cut it...)