My friend Tami has been cutting the two littles’ hair up until now. They squirm and cry and are holy terrors when it comes to hair cuts, so I needed her! I’d hold them still and she’d cut, cut, cut. She was so good and Rusty would say, “Tami is NOT my friend” even though she always gave him a treat. But, I have four boys. It was time for me to man-up and start cutting their hair myself. I figure it is better for me to learn on them while they are little and nobody really cares if I do a bad job, than later when everybody will care.
Kevin only took a picture of Billy’s hair cut, but this was a LONG session. I did all four boys as well as Kevin’s hair. I was itchy and just plain tired of cutting hair and squirming heads and accidental “oops” by the time I was done. Sadly, I can’t say that I really did a fabulous job on any of their heads.
The plus side … the four boys may have complained and groaned WHILE I was cutting, but not a single one seemed unsatisfied with the end result. Of course, none of them really care what their hair looks like on any given day, but, hey, I’ve got to take my plusses where I can find them!