Monday, November 24, 2008

Haircut





I decided we should get Mason's pictures professionally done again since he is the big one and one half. Convincing Jake that this would be a good idea was a little more difficult than I expected. If you'll recall we had a ridiculous time trying to get him to stay still for his one year pictures and Jake wasn't looking forward to the workout. I had a great coupon for Kiddie Kandids so we took a little trip to the mall. I had never been to this particular Kiddie Kandids and let me just say it sure does help to have a photographer who at least pretends to like kids. She had Mason laughing so hard that we actually had to wait for him to calm down a bit to get a picture because he would throw his head back and laugh so hard he just looked crazy.

One problem I had was his hair, I can't believe how fast it grows and that I now have to budget 2 boys' haircuts every month. I would love to just buzz it, but all stylists I have consulted with say that might not be such a good idea. Plus he's a little scared of clippers and I try to minimize things that traumatize him. So right after we got these pictures taken I got him an appointment for a haircut. I called Jake and said "Mason has a haircut at 6:30 tonight". Jake says "Uh, no, he won't be able to get his hair cut this evening". I say "Why?" Jake says "Well, because he climbed on top of his changing table and got the Vaseline". It should be known that the Vaseline jar was of the industrial Costco size and he managed to get more than half of it out and onto his body, his hair, his changing table, the carpet, his clothes...

When Jake found him in his bedroom he stood in the doorway stunned at what he was looking at, never saying a word. Mason immediately started crying and handed the Vaseline to Jake. He's a very sensitive boy. I'm pretty sure he would have a complete breakdown if we ever raised our voices at him.

I googled "Vaseline in baby hair" and saw that baking soda and dish soap were the preferred methods of removal. Back into the bath he went (Jake had already given him 2) where Jake made a nice baking soda paste on his head. No dice. At this point I came home and had to take him to get his hair cut. I tried to rationalize that it didn't look that bad but secretly he looked like John Travolta in Grease. The stylist said "Oh did you just wash his hair?" Uh no, it's actually dry with a whole lot of Vaseline in it. She said we should have used dish soap. I will file that tip away for next time. Anyway, she cut most of it out and now he looks like a clean cut little boy, albeit a naughty one.

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