Haircut

Big pieces of hair have been falling into Kayden's eyes lately, so we decided it was time to get his first haircut today. I wanted him to have the actual "barber shop" experience, so we looked up local barbers. No one was in the first place we went to - no one except the barber. He immediately looked at us and said no! "I don't take 'em that young... if I had more patience, maybe I would..." And I'm thinking, "What else do you have to do? Read your newspaper?" Seriously, no one else was in there. So I left feeling a little offended. :( "We didn't want that mean 'ol man cutting your curls, did we, Kayden?" I kissed his forehead just to make him feel better... even though he had no idea what had just happened.

The second place was much better! Rusty, mismatched chairs, maxim magazines to read... perfect! Just the barber shop I was looking for! The man who was finishing up was handed a mirror to approve his haircut and exclaimed, "Just like Paul Newman!" One more and it was Kayden's turn. I explained to the barber, "I have a camera to take pictures and an envelope for his hair." The other men (of course) laughed at me... but I went on explaining how to cut it and what I wanted and then we got to cutting.

My little one was trying so hard to be very brave. He'd look like he was trying to hold back tears and then it just broke through all at once and he was crying... poor little guy. A man with a large dog came in halfway through and distracted Kayden for a few moments, but then it was back to crying... at least his hair is out of his eyes and I got some cute (and sad) pictures! :-)