Haircut

Sometimes I decide I have more skill than I actually do.

I decide I don’t want to pay anyone to cut my kids’ hair. I mean, how hard can it be? Well, there is a reason to pay someone who has been trained to do this kind of work.

Actually, the haircuts didn’t turn out too badly this time. I mean, you might think we had SOME trouble since I had to do Colton’s twice (on two separate days) but it ended up looking OK. In fact, he got compliments on how good he looked!

This, however, was the first time I’ve cut Kennison’s hair. I see Colton’s hair as being a more forgiving canvas, since it has curl to it that can pretty much hide my mistakes. Kennison’s hair is STICK STRAIGHT. There is no forgiveness. Well, I gave it my best shot… and it actually turned out! I’m sure it has nothing to do with the fact that her hair is always pulled up, so even if it’s NOT straight, it would be hard to tell…

Anyway, for this hair cutting experience, we put a sheet down on the floor in front of the TV. We put each kid in a booster seat watching Barney, and I go to work. Colton went first. Inbetween the haircuts, we had a dance party, because these kids cannot hear the “Here We Go” song from Barney without showing off their moves.

(We always strip down to our diapers/underwear for haircuts, so please pardon the nakedness…)