Hair today, gone tomorrow

Have you ever had one of those moments you regret the second it happens??? I have. And it has to do with hair. In my entire life I have never cut any one's hair, not even my own when I was a little girl. Not bangs, not a straight trim across the back, nothing. Whatever possessed Austin to entrust me with clippers and let me near his head, I will never know. After we got married he bought himself a pair of clippers. This was the first time I had even seen a set of clippers. Usually he would cut everything the way he liked, then hand me the prepped clippers and I'd go over his head just to see if he missed any spots, hand them back, then he would take the clip off, hand them back to me, and I would trim around his ears and neck. This went flawlessly about two times. Then it happened. He was shaving his head in the bathroom a few weeks after Dax was born and asked for me to come do my famous finishing work. He handed me the clippers like he always had in the past and I started from the nape of his neck and did one smooth upper movement towards the top of his head, just to make sure he had gotten every spot. It was all over by the time I what had happened. Instead of the clippers with the clip on, he had already taken off the clip and was expecting me just to clean up his neck and ears. The man had a total bald strip through the back of his head. I have never, ever, been so scared in my life. He had a cow and I stood there crying not knowing what to do. I mean honestly, what could I do? There was no going back. You couldn't leave his head looking like it did. Everything had to go. He didn't say anything, took the clippers from me and proceeded to bic all of his hair. I was horrified. If you look back through our pictures, there aren't any of him with Dax for a good few weeks until his hair got back to a decent length. Luckily for us, his hair does grow fast and he has a nice shaped head. I'm so sorry honey! It still gives me chills to re-live that experience.

Dax has that same fear of clippers. He can't stand to get his hair cut. With family pictures coming up, I couldn't put getting his hair cut any longer. I decided to take him to Snip-Its where at least they specialize in cutting kids' hair and when he did have his melt-down, which I knew he would, at least it would be in a kid friendly salon where it happens every day. We got to the salon and waited over a 1/2 hour and when Dax got called back the nice lady stuck Dax in his seat and asked "Will he try and climb out?" Uh, yeah. So we strapped him in just like you would in a shopping cart. It was torture from the very beginning. He kept staying "All done" "Ouie ouie ouie" "I stuck" over and over again. Bubbles weren't a distraction, the TV was no good, the Dum-Dum only sat in his hand and got hair stuck to it....miserable! But, the girl did a really good job and was super fast and I got out of there spending $10 thanks to a coupon and one handsome looking little guy!

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To make myself feel better for putting him through all that I decided I would stop by McDonald's on the way home and get him a happy meal. I guess he was just as dramatized from the whole experience as I was because when I pulled in, he was completely zonked out in the back seat. Poor little guy didn't even get to work his new 'do for all the little ladies in the play area!