Haircut~ on the fly

This afternoon I did something and did not give it much thought. If I would have given it more thought I probably would have not even attempted the task at all. I brought G in for haircut to a new place with BOTH boys in tow.

G has erratic behavior when it comes to haircuts. Sometimes he is pretty good, sometimes not so good, and others we won't even go there. I have taken him to "snarling scissors" for all of his other haircuts. Today on the fly I called a random place that I knew nothing of to see if they could squeeze him in. The phone conversation went a little like this:

Smiling Scissor lady: Hello how may I help you?

Me: Do you cut children's hair? If so are you available this afternoon? If so I feel like I must mention that he can be a bit of a challenge while getting a little trimmy-trim."

In my mind I threw the disclaimer out there. If it went terribly wrong Ms. Smiling Scissors couldn't say that I didn't warn her!

We got to the salon and he was all smiles until it came time to sit in the chair. That would be a no-go Mommy-O! I was thinking that I would have to pay Ms. Smiling Scissor lady and walk out the door without a single hair trimmed. Think quick.... I put Roman on the floor against the corner and sat in the chair with G. No cape necessary. We needed to get this show on the road and get it going quick! He didn't like it, but he somewhat cooperated. The entire haircut he had crocodile tears and said, "ouch.... Ouch.... ouch Mommy..." I came prepared with bribes. The irresistible bag of pa-corn. (popcorn) I waited until the perfect moment to pull out the big guns and it worked like a charm.

Ms. Smiling Scissor lady was great. She followed directions, was patient with G, and even corralled Roman back into the salon when he tried to parole himself out the door.... four times.