Holy haircut!

Most days I feel like everyday occurrences (running to the store, washing dishes, getting people to school on time) are wrapped in a layer of chaos, and Ben's first haircut was no exception.

We had a 12:30 appointment at Kid's Club in  U Village but after hitting 520 traffic, we showed up 12 minutes late.  TWO MINUTES past the grace period, and the gal that was to cut his hair said she couldn't do it.

😳

But the salon was very sweet about it and asked that we stick around the village while they try to squeeze us in.  And lucky for us, 30 minutes later I got a call saying they could take us.

Aside from a couple George meltdowns over Thomas the Train ownership rights (the salon's trains, not his) and Ben throwing a bottle of bubble bath that burst all over the floor, I would say it was a success (low expectations are key!)

Here are some pictures of little man's first cut:










Yes, that's George under the shelf, crying and pissed that he couldn't bring the trains home with him 

As the old saying goes: All is well that ends well.

So, considering this ended with a check off my to-do list (i.e., said child, for better or worse, got his hair cut), we will consider it a success!

(next time he'll be going to Super Cuts with his siblings)

ha!



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