Over the weekend Hunter had another big first...his first Haircut!! I had intended on waiting until he was at least a year old to get his haircut. I'm not really sure why but it just seemed like he should be at least a year before having his first haircut. Well I never anticipated that my child would inherit my super fast hair growth gene. Once he got past that awkward newborn-hair-loss-looking-like-an-old-man phase it was full steam ahead.
Hunter has been blessed with a very nice head of hair, it's thick and has even started to curl in the back. As much as I wanted to wait the poor kid could hardly see through his bangs that kept falling in his eyes and you could hardly tell he even had ears underneath his hair. And since Kristian wouldn't let me pin his hair back with bows and headbands I finally gave in to the idea of getting his haircut, after all I don't want people to think my handsome son is really my beautiful daughter.
Kristian thought we should just cut it ourselves but the thought of having scissors anywhere near his face while he wiggled and squirmed made me have an anxiety attack. Plus who would take the all important pictures if we were the ones cutting it?! So off to Cartoon Cuts we went.
He was strapped into a chair and the lady worked her magic and took maybe 5 minutes to do the whole thing. I guess when you work with babies and little kids you learn to go quick. Hunter did surprisingly well, they said they couldn't believe how well he did for a baby his age. He did start to cry when she tilted his head forward to try to get the back and then again when she brought out the razor. But that was easily fixed by me handing feeding him one Puff at a time. It's amazing how quickly a Puff can cheer my chunky monkey up.
Hes no longer looks like a hippie baby but a full fledged toddler!
Still wondering wtf is going on.
Still unsure but not unhappy
And NOW is when the unhappiness set in.
This is the shot I pretty much expected to get
Finally realizing there's a tv with a cartoon on in front of him.
A combo of the puffs and the cartoons calmed him down.
He even flirted with his hair cutter.
"Yeah I know I look good"
"Hey Ma I see you have more Puffs over there"
When the razor came out he lost his shit again.
So fresh and so clean.
Who took my baby and replaced him with a toddler?
More puffs as a reward. Kid loves his puffs.
He even got a certificate and a little envelope with his hair. Both of which are totally going in the baby book.