Moose Visits The Hairdresser (and nobody got bitten!)

boy having a haircut
The boy has some sort of Rapunzel gene. 

Moose is 2 years old and has always had lots of hair. He was born with a shock of dark locks and despite my best efforts at home the most I have managed is to keep his fringe in check. He did go to a hairdresser once before when he was a little over a year old but it didn’t go well. 

On that occasion he refused to sit down, refused to sit still and no amount of funky car shaped toddler chair was going to persuade him that letting the (by now) very nervous lady near his head with a pair of scissors was a good idea! We ended up with the hairdresser on the floor with Moose and the result was the trimmest of trims. Really not worth the tantrum. 

Fast forward a year and a bit and his hair really was getting a bit too long and had passed the point of ‘surfer dude’ into “what a pretty little girl” 6 times a day from strangers.

Moose IS pretty but as well as the girl comments I was starting to get a bit hacked off with the world and his wife offering up their opinion on what I should do with my child’s hair. I once counted 14 “Oh you should never cut it off” comments. 14 separate times relative strangers and some acquaintances thought it was a good idea to say this out loud. It wasn’t a good idea. 

On Tuesday I gave Moose a morning bath and while trying to comb through his now past shoulder length locks I decided it was time for a haircut. I called our local salon and crossed my fingers that Moose might just cooperate – I wasn’t hopeful. 

I should have known.

Should have known that as soon as I began warning the hairdresser that he hates getting his haircut and he recoils at the sight of scissors, that he would be the model client just to prove me wrong.

He sat still, he turned his head when asked, he didn’t try to rip his little doggy apron off and he didn’t scream and kick and insist that he needed to be on the floor playing instead of getting his haircut. Result! 

I however had to actively stop myself from getting emotional at seeing the pile of Moose mane on the salon floor..

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