Hair Crimes and Misdemeanors

I recently decided we needed electric hair clippers so I could cut Luke’s hair at home. For one, I was tired of schlepping out to the Kiddie Hair Cut place where we wait for eons in a land of ghastly gaiety. Also, I’ve never been that impressed with the haircuts there. And, they are way overpriced.

How hard could it be, right?

(I did have a flashback to the time I tried to cut my little brother’s hair when I was in high school and let’s just say he had another hair cut the next day. By a professional. Yeah, that one didn’t work out too well.)

But, I was older now, and how hard could it be, right? 

I studied the instruction booklet that the clipper set came with. I played around with the different-sized guards. Then, I sat Luke in a kiddie chair in the middle of the kitchen and went to work.

I was just getting started when I realized I needed a bribe to keep him still. He didn’t mind the sound of the clippers or me cutting his hair, but the boy could not sit still. This was less than ideal.

I finally found a lollipop and had him eat it while I finished up. This was a good idea in theory, except for the fact that hair sticks to lollipops.

Let’s just say there was a fair amount of lip sputtering going on and red hair-speckled drool.

The end result? Highly passable! I was actually quite proud of my work since it was indeed shorter, and unlike my brother, he did not have irregular bald patches of shame.

Success! 

Unfortunately, Luke’s hair seems to be growing in a bit irregularly. As it’s grown in a bit, I can now appreciate the harsh ridges and his cowlick is sticking straight up making him look a bit too electro-chic. 

What I need is practice on a real model that can sit still and allow me to perfect my technique…exactly. THE HUSBAND.  Stay tuned! (Although, might need to drug him first.)