*a Day late (I had it ready to go but forgot to put pics in last night)
Today the boys got new haircuts.
In an actual salon.
With pump up chairs and capes and hair dryers. Also a video of The Letter Factory playing right in front of them and suckers to keep their hands busy. But we did it, no more shaggy Bieber!
Up until today haircuts had been auntie Ryon’s domain. Both times taking place in their high chairs while eating dinner so as to keep them as distracted as possible. But we were looking pretty shaggy and Grandma C. Really wanted to get them some haircuts, so we headed out to our local kids hair cutting place to see how we fared.
I made appointments on Thursday and it sounded like their schedule was pretty wide open. We got there and it was packed. Someone had been sent home sick and they were running behind…so instead of hanging out in the waiting area with the other kids we went shopping for 20 minutes.
That was an excellent plan, I think 20 minutes of running after the boys every time they escaped to the salon floor would have been a bit much for all involved. Instead we got some fresh air and time to wind down.
Lincoln went first. He sucked on his sucker the entire time, everything was coated with sticky and hair. Nothing a few baby wipes couldn’t clean up! He wasn’t too excited about having someone touching his head, he kept reaching up with his sticky hands and pushing the stylists hands away and moving his head around but he sat still for the most part and didn’t scream or cry.
Wyatt barely took his eyes off the screen the entire time he was getting his hair cut. He chewed his sucker and I was ready to break out sucker #2 because he finished the one he had right before she broke out the hairdryer, but it ended up being just fine. When she started the hairdryer he giggled and laughed as the warm air blew through his hair and over his neck. He loved it!
And the finished product…
I can’t really tell them apart anymore…this isn’t good.
We got everyone de-stickified and headed out to lunch at Granite City and then home to put all three boys down for a nap. When we got home Wyatt walked right into his room without even being asked! Do you think he was tired?