So today I took this little 'fish' to have his lady locks cut. I decided it was time because recently I was at my mom's friends house discussing lady things like curtains and buffalo chicken dip and she looked at me very seriously and said, "So seriously, what is with Jack's hair? You know your mom said that you are keeping it long because he is like the little girl you didn't have." I can not describe my reaction other than a face that is like "who me no nah no you have the wrong girl! I would never stroke and twist my sons hair and tell him how pretty he is?!?!" Hence time for me to cut these precious locks. So off we went. I made a 9:15 am apt so I was able to take the twins to school, grab some coffee, and head to the salon. I met this wonderful hair professional named Mark and seeing as he had a stylish cut himself I figured it's safe bet.
We were there about 15 minutes early, Jack watched a young guy home from college get his hair cut first then it was his turn... I don't know how to describe this experience for me... Jack was just awful. The kind of awful when you think the person is just going to say, "yeah I can't do this...forget it" Has that happened to you with kids? When you get them somewhere you made the appointment, you planned or packed snacks and have movies on the i-pad and then someone is just like " oh forget this...reschedule" Well it has happened to me...it's so annoying. Fearing Mark telling me to reschedule I just grabbed Jack and said, "okay tell me how to hold him!" About 10 minutes later, covered head to toe in hair (both me and Jack) I paid my bill-overtipped Mark and headed to Restoration Hardware to return lamp shades.
Let me stress, that Jack has not yet stopped crying. When we pull into the parking lot he briefly stops to check out where we are then proceeds to start crying again. The return process went exactly like this...
Jack screaming in stroller
I have to push the stroller on a "wheelie" incline bc he is somehow dragging his feet
Make return
Cashier Horrified
Exit Mall ASAP
Jack now completely turned around in stroller SCREAMING
The drive home: SCREAMING
It was not until we pulled into the driveway and this song comes on that he calms down.
Me: "oh welcome back my sweet boy, it is nice to meet you, I am your mother. Do you want cookies?"
Jack: "Cook - Cook. Muhlk. Mama Cook-Cook"
As if not one tear was shed.
Here are some pics to capture the past and present...
Before
Before
After, driving to the mall. Fish lost a gill.
Finally happy, hours...hours later!
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