First Haircut

My wife has been complaining that Troy’s hair has gotten too long, and it’s hanging in his eyes. This isn’t normally an issue because we comb it to the side. But when he gets really active, his hair falls back in his face. So today, I decided to finally give it a trim.

I put him in his high chair, and I put one of his bibs on just like they do at the barber’s shop. I then wet his hair and combed it straight down. Troy actually didn’t fuss much, anticipating that something new was happening. When I pulled out the scissors and started to cut his hair, I expected him to move his head around and squirm, like he normally does when we mess with his head or face. But he didn’t. He sat perfectly still. It was like he knew that what I was doing was dangerous. I was very proud of him.

I ended up only cutting his bangs and around his ears, more of a trim than a haircut. I left the length on the top and the back, but that will need it soon too. Since I was by myself, I didn’t want to push my luck. But for all intents and purposes, he has a proper little boy haircut, complete with a part and swooped back hair.