Yesterday I took Little G into our town square to get a hair cut at the barber shop. It isn't his first...he's been there now four times in his 18 months so he knows what to expect.
There were two others in line ahead of us so we had to wait...in hindsight, had I realized it was going to be an hour wait, I might have come back later. But it didn't matter because Little G did such a good job waiting! Granted, it was because of total access to mommy's iPhone, but still...that's a pretty long time to wait.
He also read the paper while we were waiting:
In the picture above you can see the tuft of hair he has from twirling the same place on his head whenever he sucks his thumb...which is pretty much all the time.
And in the picture below you can see the bald spot he has because of all the hair twirling.
I felt bad cutting his hair off since it is clearly such a comfort for him to twirl away at it...but it was growing past his ears AND we had to cut some off earlier in the week because he had twirled a dread-lock into it. True story.
I saved the Elmo's world video for when he was actually sitting with me in the chair and he watched it completely entranced while the barber trimmed away.
And then because he did SUCH a good job, and because I'm a total sucker, I took him to a nearby bakery for a cookie. He sat in a regular chair, not a high chair, and when we were done he walked to the car with me.
When we got home, he opened up the fridge all by himself and got out his milk.*
Such a grown-up!
Here he is this morning looking like a teenager (albeit one from the '50's) with his spiffy new do.
*this was neither encouraged nor appreciated as the last thing I need is a kid who can get into the fridge on his own