Thomas' First Haircut*

*well, real haircut, with a person who knows what she is doing anyway.

Now, I didn't have any grand delusions about things going perfectly well, and he being transformed from a toddler to a little gentleman with a few snips.

However, (as usual) I didn't quite prepare myself for the all-out scream fest that would in fact occur in the adorable (and trendy) kids hair salon.

I saw pictures several months back of Mason (Laura's little boy, born just 6 weeks before Thomas) sitting in this adorable little car getting his first haircut. Since Gracie was a girl, and I just trimmed hers myself, I had never gone through this parental rite-or-passage, and I just had to take him to sit in the cute little cars for his first haircut!

Laura told me about the place, Pigtails and Crewcuts (isn't that the cutest name for a kids place?!!), and wrote down the directions and went.

When we walked in, it was as cute as it looked in Laura's pictures, and on their website. They had two HUGE Thomas the Tank Engine wooden train tables filled with cars and trains to play with. They had a display of toys you could buy, three cars for kids to sit in, several monitors playing the Curious George DVD, and so much else to look at!

Thomas went right over and started playing while I filled out the little questionnaire.


I thought sure he would want to sit in the cars since he loves "vroom, vrooms." I figured the panic would come several minutes later after the lady put on the cape thing.

Nope, he freaked at even the idea of getting in one of the cars.

I am sure you can imagine the next 10 minutes. I held him tightly to keep his arms from moving and listened to him scream in my ear.

This woman was awesome though! On their website they say they are specially skilled at cutting kids hair, and that was even more motivation for me to choose them.

She did an excellent job and as she snipped and we played ring around the Thomas (I would have to move sides so she could get the other side...etc), I could see his haircut emerging.

When it was all over I tried to snap a picture, and you can see just how hard he was crying if you look at his pink cheeks. She on the other hand was not only good at cutting his hair while he screamed and fought, but she managed to get a picture of him looking not only calm, but somewhat happy (it was an illusion--but kudos to her!)

I got him out of the seat and he was fine. As he played some more with the train set, I got a good look at his hair. It was more gone than I was expecting, but it was simply precious. He looked like an adorable little boy instead of Luke Skywalker (which is what it was starting to look like!).

Of course, the length was my fault. She asked me how I wanted it, and I know I looked like a deer in headlights, because I felt like one. I had no idea! I never had a boy before. I just looked at her and said "I have no idea, just make him look like a cute little boy." She did ask other questions, something about over the ears and the back, and again, I had no idea. She smiled and got to work and I am in LOVE with the final look.

Before we left she gave us a keepsake "folder" for his first haircut, with the picture she took and a little baggie of his hair. He got a "prize" out of the treasure chest, and the nice lady got a rather large tip from mommy. She probably also got some Tylenol from her stash after we left as well :)

So, what do you think of our handsome little boy!

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