My tale of bravery and fortitude
Loyal readers will know that haircuts have never been a fave rave of mine. In fact, they generally send me into a tailspin of angst and woe - I just don’t like them! Today, my mom was trying to get me dressed and ready to go get in the car, and I said to her (as I sometimes do, in order to figure out where we’re going), “No get haircut today!”. Now, normally her response to this is, “Nope, buddy - no haircut today!”. But today she told me that in fact I did indeed need to go get a haircut from the nice lady, and that we could go feed the fish afterwards. I was pretty freaked out, and immediately started listing all the other places we could go instead: “Go Katil’s house? Go Tully’s place? Go see Cappy Pammy’s house? Go see Uncle Ryan Aunt Amanda’s house, cats? Go Daddy’s office?”. Unfortunately for me, Mommy reminded me that everyone was at work today, so we had to go get my haircut after all.
The whole drive to the haircut place, I kept saying to my mom, “No blow dry hair today!”, and she kept reassuring me that we could ask the nice lady “Please no blow dry hair today”. I hoped she was right - I told her that “blow dryer too noisy scary”, and I just was not feeling good about this situation. Well, when we got there my mom was good to her word and asked the nice lady not to use the blow dryer at the end to clean me up (thanks Mommy!), and the lady WAS really nice. Now, here is where I will brag to you all a bit: Until today, every time I’ve gotten my hair cut, I have sat on my mom’s or dad’s lap, and have cried (even if I was being a good boy and holding still). TODAY I sat in a big boy chair all by myself! (Although my mom was cool and held my hand for me). And I held still like a good boy and I DIDN’T CRY AT ALL! It tickled around my ears when the nice lady cut my hair, but other than that I was ok and there was no blow dryer! And now I have a cool new ‘do for the summer (essentially the same, but less shaggy), and after we were done we did indeed get to go to the building by Daddy’s office and feed the fish! (They eat cheerios - they’re really funny!).
Mommy said she was proud of me today - and you know what? So am I!