Oh, the TRAUMA

Carson’s hair was getting really long and hard to manage. I like a little bit of big boy hair–I mean, it took 2 years for him to have ANY–but I thought maybe it was time for a short, low-maintenance, summer cut. My mom has usually cut his hair, and it’s not always been a breeze. So, I suggested I’d like her to try using the clippers (electric razor thing) instead of scissors. It will be easier and quicker, RIGHT? Carson will think it’s cool, RIGHT? Here’s a little video Grandpa made of how UNcool he thought it was. We even gave him a tray full of magnets to play with AND a popsicle. No dice. 2 disclaimers. First, just so you know, we DID let him look at the clippers, touch them, feel them, see how they worked on grandpa, etc. We didn’t just spring it on them. And it didn’t hurt him–even though he thought it did. Second, I have a hard time watching myself in this video because while I’m SO HUGE! I think the extra chin is emphasized when wrestling a crying kid into your lap. OK, I just had to get that out. Pity party over. Five more weeks. Come on, Sydney!