NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
I did it. I’m not thrilled about it, and I’ve spent pretty much the entire day wondering if it was the right decision, but here it is. I had Oscar’s hair cut. Not even just a slight trim, but a full-blown cut. The “stylist” and I had a bit of a communication issue, which is bound to happen when a trip to the salon takes no more than 8 minutes total, but thankfully there was no bowl involved and he looks pretty darned good, with one little problem. He doesn’t look remotely like my child. Hopefully by tomorrow I’ll recognize him again, but for now I’m missing his curls. He, by the way, seems to be happier now that he’s not having to brush his hair out of his eyes anymore, but really, since when did this become about him?
I’m including pics of him on Saturday morning, which was the impetus of the salon trip (that and two weeks of Grandpa and Grandma “suggesting” it might be time – well, two weeks in person, they’ve thought it was time for many months now, pretty much since they got Skype). Anyhoo, here it is, including a bonus glamour shot of me working a polyester cape . . .




holy cuteness
Very cute!
The first haircut is always the hardest. Let’s face facts though, your little guy is going to be cute no matter what his hair looks like. He can’t help it