Take a Little Off The Top, Too

Being on top of my game for once, I scheduled things that needed to happen before vacation quite a while ago so that I'm not scrambling at the last minute. Well, except for ordering diapers, which I did the day before Thanksgiving, and now we're praying that they arrive today because otherwise we'll end up buying diapers for the week we're away and that's not going to make me happy.

Anyhoo, one of the things that I knocked off my list were haircuts for the boys. They were in desperate need. As is par for the course, I was rushed getting out the door and simply slapped crocs and a jacket on Micah while herding him out. I'd forgotten that he chose to go the underpants route earlier. I was reminded of that when we got out at the hair salon and saw a wet spot on his pants.

Stellar.

We recently changed hairdressers, and this was her first experience trimming Micah. She gave him a spray bottle to aim at whatever he wanted as she was spraying him. This was fun, but not distracting enough. She moved him to the sinks. A pump of shampoo, a handful of toys, a spray hose, and we were in business. Micah never fussed and only occasionally waggled his head from side to side.

Micah peed. It ran down his leg and dripped out his croc. He kicked his shoes off.

Micah sprayed the bubbles off the toys and sprayed the hair trimmings underwater and swirled things around like soup.

The spray hose got a little wild and Micah's pants were soaked. He took them off.

The hair continued to come off (the boy is blessed with a full head of it) and since he'd long since tossed the cape aside (bah, capes are for sissies!) he was getting hair down his shirt.

The shirt came off.

By the time Micah was fully trimmed, he was standing in nothing but his skivvies.

"I'll bet you've never had a man strip for you as you were cutting his hair," I said. (Don't worry, we're friends. I don't say such things to total strangers. Or maybe I would. One never knows.)

Micah left the shop in his crocs and his jacket, and a fresh Pull-Up. But he didn't cry and I didn't have to wrestle him down. It's the first he's taken off bottoms while getting a little off the top, but it was an astounding success.

The hairdresser is a keeper, and a saint as far as patience with kids goes.

8 comments:

Viv said...

Dude! That boy is awesome!

Kay said...

I laughed until I cried!! This will be us one day!!

Michelle said...

Hey, he's got a great reaction to adversity. Shrug, deal with it, and move on. I just get frustrated and annoyed and crabby. I think he's smarter than I am....

imbeingheldhostage said...

That girl needs a really nice Christmas bonus and that fun little stripper needs a large front page photo of his new hair cut!

Burgh Baby said...

I would much rather spend my time without pants, so I can't say that I blame the little guy.

Roger said...

I think I will have to try that for my next haircut...

mommaof4wife2r said...

so precious!

Fishsticks and Fireflies said...

Micah is a man after my own heart. Pants are so overrated.

And yeah for such an awesome hairdresser!