Just before his 3rd birthday party, we finally got Walker's hair cut. It had been about six months since we last cut it, and it was looking shaggy. At least Dad thought it looked shaggy. Mama still thought it looked cute, but Walker asked to have it cut (we think some of his friends at school got theirs cut a few days before).
We went to an old-timey barber shop where Dad gets his hair cut. We've tried one of those kid haircut places, and they're just too overwhelming with bright colors, TV's, and kids running amok. The old timey barber shop is quiet, calm, and is a much better environment for cutting a kid's hair, in our opinion.
When Walker first sat in the chair, he was very solemn. He didn't respond to me, and he didn't dare smile. He was very serious about the whole thing for a while.
Finally, near the end of the haircut, I was able to make him laugh. This was fun, but suddenly he got really wiggly and it made it difficult for the barber to finish.
When his haircut was done, he looked like a different kid!
