this is how our day started... yes, at one time my recipes were organized into categories-- not anymore!
then we went to a cute kids salon... i realized when i approached elisha with scissors in hand the other night that paying a few extra dollars to go to the children's salon( where they have movies, toys, fun seats, and most importantly stylists that are used to hostile clientele) was going to be worth it... here he is having fun in the car and holding the car but slightly perturbed that the lady keeps bothering him...
here he is holding a comb b/c he kept trying to take hers, but is just using it to swat her away...
notice the arms up while giving her a look...
this is when he started to really take after his cousin and father(who have many childhood pictures w/ giant amounts of hair b/c of their desperate fear of hair cuts). he is calling mama and reaching for me-- this dissolved into crying and climbing out... the haircut was completed w/ me holding him screaming and kicking. sweet liza was unruffled...
this is the rough draft... he was still unsure about being out of my arms. he eventually he calmed down as we colored in the corner. i noticed a few strays and decided to go a bit shorter in the back since we weren't going to be attempting another haircut for quite a while... so after he was totally back to himself we took one last go at it... me holding him screaming- lisa calmly snipping here and there. i can understand how scary it must be to have scissors or noisy clippers right around your face and ears... but come on - it doesn't hurt... it doesn't have to be torture. but unfortunately it was... for both of us!
this is how our day started... yes, at one time my recipes were organized into categories-- not anymore!
then we went to a cute kids salon... i realized when i approached elisha with scissors in hand the other night that paying a few extra dollars to go to the children's salon( where they have movies, toys, fun seats, and most importantly stylists that are used to hostile clientele) was going to be worth it... here he is having fun in the car and holding the car but slightly perturbed that the lady keeps bothering him...
here he is holding a comb b/c he kept trying to take hers, but is just using it to swat her away...
notice the arms up while giving her a look...
this is when he started to really take after his cousin and father(who have many childhood pictures w/ giant amounts of hair b/c of their desperate fear of hair cuts). he is calling mama and reaching for me-- this dissolved into crying and climbing out... the haircut was completed w/ me holding him screaming and kicking. sweet liza was unruffled...
this is the rough draft... he was still unsure about being out of my arms. he eventually he calmed down as we colored in the corner. i noticed a few strays and decided to go a bit shorter in the back since we weren't going to be attempting another haircut for quite a while... so after he was totally back to himself we took one last go at it... me holding him screaming- lisa calmly snipping here and there. i can understand how scary it must be to have scissors or noisy clippers right around your face and ears... but come on - it doesn't hurt... it doesn't have to be torture. but unfortunately it was... for both of us!
3 comments:
Bless his baby heart! What a fun hair cut place for when he DOES think it's fun! I've been meaning to tell you how i LOVE the monkey outfit- it's absolutely darling. Thank you for your sweet encouragement, too- I really appreciate and respect your insight into motherhood, Jane. I'm so looking forward to getting to watch you do TWO, which I know you will handle with grace and creativity!
Poor thing. I'm so thankful I don't have to deal with haircuts yet. I'm thinking it will be a while for us. Congrats on baby number two....I guess our next ones will be even closer than our first two in age....Hope you are feeling great!
Sounds like an adventure! Cute haircut in the end.
I think I've been to that same kids' salon.
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