My little Werewolf has finally gotten a haircut.
I knew the day would come when he needed a trim…the hair started growing past his eyebrows and into his collar and people started confusing him at Walmart for a girl. Obviously he’s not a girl checkout lady. I mean, I just said to him “SAY HI BABY BOY” and they still would say, “Well, isn’t she the sweetest thing!?” No. He is not. Even if he does look like Justin Beiber…don’t let those flowing locks deceive you.
But now? Best makeover on the blog 🙂
Before (Like I said – totally Beiberlicious):
I always said that it would be a while till Will got a haircut. In my family we let it get really long and then we ponytail it before the haircut. Here’s Cole baby before his first chop…
His blonde ponytail made him look like a girl. A very very cute girl. (My mom with dark hair – and see Jer in the background? What a fun time that was…)
So I knew that with this tradition in place, it would be a while before my bald baby (whose hair from birth actually mostly fell out at 3 months old) would be needing the shears.
But finally it was time…and I decided that it would be fun to do with my grandparents in town. He was showered, given his first lollipop and sat in the Bumbo with ponytail in place.
Immediately I questioned everything I had done.
Mostly because the Youtube videos that I had watched a while back on cutting hair didn’t really tell me that the toddler would be moving. a lot. And no…I have given only two people a trim in my whole life….both of whom have never asked me to do it again.
And also, it probably didn’t help that everybody was shocked I was taking so much off…including the main man.
In the end, there were a couple things I did okay – 1. the lollipop 2. Baby Einstein video 3. remember that it wouldn’t be perfect.
Besides the whole moving toddler thing, there were other unexpected surprises from the haircut. The next day I barely recognized him in Walmart. I also noticed that I see his happy expressions more. I mean, you always know when they are upset…but the half-smiles and the interested sparkling eyes when something was exciting were things that I missed with all those bangs in the way. And he really is a happy baby.
I don’t have to comb his hair now either…so our bedtime routine doesn’t include searching for the detangling spray or the brush…saving me at least ten minutes. Also, I feel like he looks more like Jeremy now…which is definitely not a bad thing 🙂
All the hair went into an envelope for the baby book.
Oh and of course a life long dream is now true. I can officially cross off have a baby with a mohawk off my bucket list.
That isn’t a joke…it’s really on there. thank goodness I had a boy.