Before and After

Our first hair war recently ended. Eliot was adamant that he would not, under any circumstances, consent to a haircut. Not if chocolate chips were involved, not if a professional hair stylist came to our house, not if Na did it, not if Mommy did it, not if there were M&Ms, not if he was asleep.

No, No, No, NO! was all we were hearing on the subject.

I took the advice of a mother in my Hip Mamas group and scheduled an appointment for him at Little Snips. I have been a little hesitant to go to a place like this due to the amount of chaos usually associated with a place that caters to children who otherwise will not allow their hair to be trimmed. The kind of place with one million televisions and kitchy barber 'chairs' in the shape of cars, etc. Also, I had a hard time with the idea of paying more than a few bucks for a haircut for our 2 year old. But his persistence in the NO! department convinced me to re-think my strategy.

So with the promise of a lollipop for each hand, Eliot softened. Though he reminded me the whole way there that he did not like haircuts. "No! I do not like them!" I assured him that this place was going to be AWESOME and he had nothing to fear. And I reminded him that the lollipops would be flowing like water.

When we arrived he seemed pretty excited, and I decided to give him the suckers to distract him during the haircut, even though I was risking hairy candy. We all have to make sacrifices, right? He immediately started melting down when he realized that I was going to actually allow someone near him with scissors; fortunately the mini T.V. conveniently 6 inches from his face started showing Yo Gabba Gabba. And then he was putty in Kristy the hair-stylist's hands.

Before

After!