Seven Goes to Cool Cuts

I first want to start out by saying that I am really behind in my posting, so this blog happened awhile ago...



Seven's hair was getting really long and I felt that it needed a trim. Jeremy did not want to get it trimmed. I really didn't like Seven's hair in his eyes. Jeremy didn't want Seven to have bangs. One day, I put part of Seven's hair up in pig tails. I asked Seven if he wanted to be a puppy. He happily said yes. So, I made him a "puppy". Jeremy came home and thought it was funny. I told him by me doing this, maybe he would agree to get Seven's hair trimmed. Not the case. Before Seven was a year old, we did give him a haircut like Finn's. Seven just didn't look right with that style of hair. To tell you the truth, he looked like a cancer patient. So, we let his hair grow out. He looks good with the whole "Surfer Dude" look. Jeremy and I were both afraid to cut his hair ourselves. We were afraid we would mess up his beautiful blonde locks by cutting it too short.

Well, the day finally came when Jeremy agreed to get Seven's hair cut. Jeremy made an appointment at Cool Cuts. For those of you who don't know, Cool Cuts is a place for kids to go and get their hair cut. It is really cool. They pick out a movie to watch while their stylist cuts their hair. You can see how long Seven's hair was before we cut it.
I was trying to get a picture of how long his bangs were. He was trying to brush his bangs out of his eyes.
Now you can see how long his bangs were. I know it would've bothered me to have my bangs in my eyes all the time. Jeremy would slick them back for church. I would brush them to the side, but they just didn't stay. If he were a girl, I could put something in his hair to keep them out of his eyes. And he wouldn't keep a hat on.
Seven was sitting in the taxi waiting for the sylist to cut his hair.
Hair is wet and ready to be cut...
Let the cutting begin. At first Seven had picked "The Backyardigans" to watch while he got his hair cut. But then he saw his favorite purple dinosaur...Barney! Yes, my son loves Barney. No, wait...my son is addicted to Barney. Of course, I had nothing to do with this introduction. We can "thank" Granny Joyce for introducing Barney to Seven. If it were up to me, he would've never known about Barney :)

Seven looks a little annoyed that the stylist is getting in the way of him watching Barney. The finished product! Jeremy and I both agree that the stylist cut his bangs too short. But now they have grown out some and look alot better. Cheese! And one more of my adorable two year old saying "cheese" with his freshly cut hair.