Jason and I have been preparing for this day for over a month. I think I probably prepared myself a little more than he did, but we both were sad to see his hair go. His long locks and little curls are a part of his personality and, gosh darnit, they are cute! And honestly this is our last baby, so I was hanging on to it for dear life….I would never have a first haircut again!
Several weeks before I made the appointment (about mid August), I got my first “aw what a beautiful little girl” comment! EXCUSE ME! Did you not see his clothes?! He is dressed head to toe completely like a little boy! Orange Polo shirt, grey cargo shorts with a drawstring, and a pair of grey Speries. REALLY!? Did you see a headband? Any pink, purple, or coral attire? Earrings? jewelry? NO! What in your right mind makes you think he looks like a girl!?
I didn’t scream any of those things back (even though I fought the urge off like a pregnant lady wards off her weird 3 am cravings). I gave a simple, polite smile and quietly said, “thank you”. I walked away feeling really sorry for, not only myself, but for Brecken too. I thought, they probably think I want her to be a little boy and I dressed her as such for my own benefit. Then I came to the realization that I would probably have to face his first haircut far sooner than I was expecting. Hmm….well, maybe it was just a fluke. I would wait on the haircut I told myself.
I think that day brought about some bad karma or something because I got comments pretty much everywhere I went from thay day forward about how beautiful my little “girl” was! UGH! I didn’t want to embarrass anyone, so I always smiled and politely said thank you. Not once did I dress him in any way that would have mistaken him for a little girl. Not even a plain white onsie – they always had a turtle, an elephant or something on them. My time was running out.
Well, the last straw was at the grocery store when a 90-year old man yelled at me across the store when I was bagging my goods. He said, “look at that beautiful little girl helping her mommy at the store today!” Of course everyone looked! Poor Brecken! Poor me! I could have crawled in a hole – I definitely wanted to. I made the appointment that day. It was sad day.
So the time came, and off the family went to my beutician (who, by the way, is AMAZING)….I planned Brecken’s entire day around this haircut, altering snack times and nap times so he would be in a good mood. He was SO good! He cried only momentarily at the beginning and a little towards the middle but that was easily solved with a dum dum! He only ate about 4 of those while we were there. Hey, whatever you want, buddy! Thank goodness Janet stocks those things by the gallon! I think I owe her a few next time I visit!
Here he is! I even got a certificate of authentication and of course a lock of his beautiful hair! Thank you Janet for a great experience! I think he looks so handsome…..best of all there will be no more girlie comments!