Well, Helping after we had a spot of fun, anyway.
He's only 2, so is it really that bad? He won't even remember...right?
After his nap I thought it would be fun to give him a mohawk...just a little gel. He loves it when you play with his hair...So we combed it and gelled it up...he liked looking at it in the mirror. He even came back to me several times to have me restyle it.
His hair was getting tish bit long...the mohawk kept falling over. His hair is so long because the boy is afraid of scissors...TERRIFIED, I tell you!!!
His mommy and I have tried a haircut before. WE had to practically hold him down and pray for a semi-even outcome.
Well, I had a brilliant plan. What if we sat him in front of the mirror and let him see what we are doing...then he could see the scissors and know that it didn't hurt....It was working!!! He was enjoying it!! His hair was getting cut!!
It was the cutest darn thing ever...smallest, cutest darn little fauxhawk you ever did see. He was adorable...
that is until his mommy brushed his hair the way he normally wears it...
Lets just say that he will have to wear a fauxhawk for a few weeks until those pesky short bangs grow back out.
That, and aunt Cari might not be invited to play hairdresser anymore...
But he is only 2...
no real harm done.
just a little faux pas.