I was looking at Forr's hair this morning and decided that he needed a haircut TODAY. It hadn't been 4 or 5 months since his last one and he didn't have feathery split ends or inches of dark roots. His hair was just hanging over the tops of his ears like eaves. I had to take action.
The first step was returning the clippers to Wal-Mart I just barely bought because apparently they got really really hot and nearly lit Q-man's head on fire and started pulling the hair right out of his scalp the last time he shaved his head.
Q-man will be happy to know that at Wal-Mart I opted for the "top of the line" head clippers this time. Hopefully they stay the same temperature while being operated and do not start pulling the hairs out of people's scalps.
According to my estimation, Forr has gotten at least 10 or so haircuts in his life. Now I wouldn't say that he ever enjoyed getting his haircut but holy cow today, if anyone happened to be listening from the yard while I was cutting his hair they would have imagined me pulling his toenails off of his toes with pliers. It was out of control. I tried the soft, sweet mommy talk: "(very soothing) It's okay baby, it doesn't hurt see (hold clippers to his arm and hand to show him that they don't hurt). I tried using scissors but let's just say that nearly ended us both up in the ER. Finally I resorted to the dreaded timeout which actually worked out by the way.
Because Forr was so upset and I had to hold his hand while cutting his hair I opted for the buzz cut. He is so very cute.
Here he is after the post-haircut bath necessary to wash off all of the little hairs from his neck:
Backview:
One more shot:
Here's to hoping it takes a loooooong time to grow back.
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