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Cutastrophe ‘aught nine.
November 18th, 2009
Alternate title: In which I overreact on a huge scale.
He inherited a head full of crazy cowlicks from The Husband’s side of the family, and a thick head full of independent and stubborn hair from mine. Buzz cuts are just not my style, and short, short little boy hair is cute on other little boys….but, I like MY kiddo to have as long of hair as my hubby will allow. If it were just up to me he would be sporting a shaggy skater do.
This kid just needed a teeny, teeny, itsy bit taken off of his bangs. Our usual and most wonderful stylist K had a baby one week exactly before this one. I reasoned that there was no need to drive 25 minutes and bother K just for a teeny little bang trim. Surely anybody who is a licensed stylist could handle that, right?
Wrong. I told her to just trim them to his eyebrows. First snip of the scissors saw three inches of hair on the cape. I literally gasped. Calm down, calm down. It is just a little short. Snip. Snip. Snip. Fourth cut. ACK! FOUR INCHES right off the front. “Your kid is moving! He needs to mind me and hold still.” “I am standing right here! He is holding perfectly still.” “Well, he is making me nervous.” “You are making ME nervous.”
I picked him up, removed his cape, and walked out, not paying, four cuts into the worst hair massacre ever. WAY worse than this. You think I am exaggerating?
And it looked even crazier in real life.
I called K in tears. I felt like I was confessing to cheating on her. She graciously invited us to her home, let me cuddle her babies, and calmed me down.
She is awesome–but she is not God, and cannot magically grow hair, so the end result is still A LOT shorter than this pseudohippy would like, but it is much better.
Lesson learned: if you love who cuts your hair–NEVER EVER go somewhere else, even for a teeny trim. Oh, and also? K said she would have cried too.
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Oh my goodness. Where on earth did you go? Never go there again.
Great save K.
Bless your heart! I agree with Grammy…that was one nice save! Let it grow, it will be fine.
And I have had WAY too many experiences with ill-equipped stylists to know that once you find a great one, you shouldn’t go elsewhere…that is until they screw you up once or twice.
He’s still very cute with the shorter haircut!
Thank God I know how to cut hair when Bella comes of age.
This is EXACTLY how FFiL lost his Shaggy-do the night of his H.S. graduation. Well, not exactly–I was the wannabe hairstylist (at 17, what did I know?) and his sister-in-law (the real, licensed stylist) rescued him. He never had long hair again…sniff, sniff. BUT, we liked the new look and stuck with it.
Long, true story to say this: Pappaw and Gigi like the new short look (of course, not the whack on the cowlick side of the bangs) on our fave grandson. Really, we do.
Gotta admit, I started laughing….sorry….when I saw the bangs ’cause it reminded me of the time his Daddy cut both his bangs cowlick and the one on the crown of his head–TO THE SCALP! (He said he was hoping they’d grow back in straight–didn’t work.) Well, the look on his face in the 2nd pic cracked me up as well.
He’s handsome, regardless of the hair style. Too bad other people’s grandsons aren’t nearly as handsome as ours!!