My kids impress me!
Last week, while Christopher and I were on "vacation," I decided he should get a really real haircut from my stylist. I realize that some people consider it "traditional" to take your young son to a genuine barber shop, but since I was getting my hair cut, too; and his first hair cut was free (can't pass that up), that we could skip the tradition and do what was more feasible and economical.
Anyway, you never know how a 2-year old is going to react in any given situation, but for some reason my kids (both of em) are able to shock and impress me whenever I think there are going to be tantrums, melt-downs and/or hysterics. For example, Sarah's first trip to the dentist - or more specifically, her first filling! Wow! I was expecting and bracing myself for the screaming hissy melt-down, but she just sat there without Novocaine and did everything the dentist said. She has been dubbed as the "Best Patient Ever." I know I was more nervous than she was. And she is the only kid I know who sings "I'm going to the dentist and you're not" to the tune of "nanny nanny boo boo." Is it the anticipation of getting to choose from the treasure chest at the end of the visit that prompts this behavior? Hmm, probably that and the fact that I don't make it into a big deal so she's not afraid. I've never said things like, "The dentist can be scary, but don't worry. It'll be okay." She's cool with it and that's fine by me.
Back to Cloosty and the haircut. I've been cutting his hair since... well, since he had his first haircut - duh. And I think I've done a pretty good job not mangling it too badly. It's not that easy when he's turning his head to look at his goofy sister and being silly himself. However, lately, he's been very good at sitting still on the (closed) toilet and letting me get most of the shagginess trimmed. Of course, as with Sarah & the dentist, when we arrived I had no idea how he was going to act. There was a little bit of a wait so he and I sat on the sofa and looked at magazines. He was being quite sociable (he tends to be shy) and having a good time. I saw him watching the other people getting their hair cut and he seemed quite interested. When it was his turn, he sat on a booster seat, was draped with a child-sized, jungle print smock and had not a glint of fear in his eye. He didn't whimper, reach for me or cry. He handed over the woobie and pacy without a fight and sat there quietly as Denise cut his hair. Wowow!
He was so good that he got to have a snack-sized bag of Cheetos. Then it was my turn. He followed us back to the hair washing station, sat across from me and would come wipe his cheesy hand on my towel while I was getting a washing. Hehe. :) During my haircut he played on the sofa and charmed a few people as well.
Here are some pictures.
I just hope he's a wonderful as his sister at his first trip to the dentist.
(crosses fingers)
What great kids!
Anyway, you never know how a 2-year old is going to react in any given situation, but for some reason my kids (both of em) are able to shock and impress me whenever I think there are going to be tantrums, melt-downs and/or hysterics. For example, Sarah's first trip to the dentist - or more specifically, her first filling! Wow! I was expecting and bracing myself for the screaming hissy melt-down, but she just sat there without Novocaine and did everything the dentist said. She has been dubbed as the "Best Patient Ever." I know I was more nervous than she was. And she is the only kid I know who sings "I'm going to the dentist and you're not" to the tune of "nanny nanny boo boo." Is it the anticipation of getting to choose from the treasure chest at the end of the visit that prompts this behavior? Hmm, probably that and the fact that I don't make it into a big deal so she's not afraid. I've never said things like, "The dentist can be scary, but don't worry. It'll be okay." She's cool with it and that's fine by me.
Back to Cloosty and the haircut. I've been cutting his hair since... well, since he had his first haircut - duh. And I think I've done a pretty good job not mangling it too badly. It's not that easy when he's turning his head to look at his goofy sister and being silly himself. However, lately, he's been very good at sitting still on the (closed) toilet and letting me get most of the shagginess trimmed. Of course, as with Sarah & the dentist, when we arrived I had no idea how he was going to act. There was a little bit of a wait so he and I sat on the sofa and looked at magazines. He was being quite sociable (he tends to be shy) and having a good time. I saw him watching the other people getting their hair cut and he seemed quite interested. When it was his turn, he sat on a booster seat, was draped with a child-sized, jungle print smock and had not a glint of fear in his eye. He didn't whimper, reach for me or cry. He handed over the woobie and pacy without a fight and sat there quietly as Denise cut his hair. Wowow!
He was so good that he got to have a snack-sized bag of Cheetos. Then it was my turn. He followed us back to the hair washing station, sat across from me and would come wipe his cheesy hand on my towel while I was getting a washing. Hehe. :) During my haircut he played on the sofa and charmed a few people as well.
Here are some pictures.
I just hope he's a wonderful as his sister at his first trip to the dentist.
(crosses fingers)
What great kids!
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