I finally caved and the day came for baby brother’s first haircut. Why is it so hard to say goodbye to those baby curls? I wasn’t sure how the whole haircut thing would go down with an almost one year old…it turned out to be quite the ordeal. Griffin started in his highchair with a popsicle to distract him. He loves his popsicles.
But as soon as my mom pulled out the scissors and started cutting, he was a wreck. Just imagine lots of screaming and thrashing around…not good haircutting conditions. Especially if you want to keep your ears. 🙂
So we moved outside for more distractions and I held Griffin instead.
All was well in the world again and the haircut proceeded.
He finished his popsicle so we had to run in and get him another one before he remembered that he was getting a haircut.
By this time, I was covered in hair and my arms were about to fall off so we sat Griffin on the four wheeler…popsicle number two in hand.
He made sure to let my mom when he didn’t like what was going on.
There was some serious drama going on.
But then we reminded him about his popsicle and he held still for a few more seconds.
All of a sudden he started looking like such a big boy.
Look at that cute, spiky, little boy hair!
And then he decided he was done. Haircut over. Good thing Grammy was pretty much done too.
We tried getting an “after” picture but he had had enough.