As I said, it was time for Sam to get his big boy haircut. I mean, he is almost 21 months old. And those lovely curls kept getting knotted up and smeared with food. Yesterday we took him to Cartoon Cuts to get his first REAL haircut. I managed to not cry. Can't say the same for Sam.
Now I'm gonna pause and say we took him to this place because they are completely kid themed and even have tv's in front of each chair so the kid can watch their favorite cartoons while getting their haircut. Did this work for Sam? NO. Please note in the following photo that I put our ipad in front of the tv and played him Ok Go music videos instead of him watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. It's the only thing that would calm him down. This means a few things. One, I rock because I had the forethought to bring the ipad. Two, Sam rocks because he has good taste in entertainment.
It's done! I'm not gonna lie, I miss the curls like crazy. Last night when holding Sam on my lap before bed (a nightly routine) I got really sad because I would always play with his hair while had some relax time before bed. But Sam doesn't seem to care and that's all that really matters. My little surprisingly blonde boy.