After some horrible crying scenes (last time was on the front porch – as my mom would say, “in front of God and everybody”) and the agony of watching my mom wrestle with Carl to try to cut his hair, we finally broke down and took Carl to one of those “kid salons” tonight.
It was AWESOME! Even I didn’t want to leave. Movies, an indoor playground, car-shaped barber chairs, and vanilla hairspray! ($9 – we passed) I was in fussy-parent heaven and found all the little much-sought-after bows I could ever want for Nora too.
Much to our surprise, Carl didn’t even fuss and his hair looks PERFECT – SHE EVEN USED THE CLIPPERS! Best yet, none of the neighbors can call the authorities under suspicion of abuse!
The only drawback to a great haircut on your boy – it looks too nice to cover up with all his great hats! Long live “Cookie Cutters”!
