Well, I finally broke down and took O. to get his hair cut "professionally" instead of doing it myself. (Ok, it could have been our friend G. telling O. over and over how fun it would be to get his hair cut in a shop that convinced him, which then convinced me.)
Anyway, he was a bit apprehensive in the beginning and wanted me to hold his hand, especially once the hair dryer came out. (I was too as she started cutting around his ears and saw mommy's very crooked handiwork...) But, while G. got her hair cut, we got bouncy balls to play with and ice cream for all afterwards. No wonder he told me later that he always wants to go to the hair shop.
Starting to warm up!
Can you tell we don't use a hair dryer at home?
Hey look, it's G. in the background!
All done! Great job!
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