A few days ago Dylan smashed his breakfast of bananas all over his super fine hair. I was struggling to get the mess of banana dread locks out of his tangled mop and I decided it was time for a hair cut. I  have been cutting Thade’s hair for quite some time, but Dylan is another story… I’ve given him only one hair cut, a scissor cut, that left him pretty grumpy, and me pretty stressed. Oh well stresses aside, it has to be done.

I set Dylan up in the kitchen, in his high chair, along with plenty of toys. I thought the kitchen would be the easiest place to clean up, and he loves hanging out in the kitchen anyway… I grabbed my trusty clippers, and crossed my fingers.

At first Dylan wasn’t too upset, and then all of the sudden came the kicking, screaming, and the tears. He was so mad at Mommy for cutting his long and messy hair, but there was no turning back. I channeled my inner “Shear Genius” and completed the cut.

I think that his cut turned out great, and now he can smash whatever he wants into his new short hair, it won’t tangle and make a mess. He even liked it just a bit, he kept running his fingers across his noggin and saying, “Oooo”.

Mommy is sorry that she mad you so mad though…