Experiment

What does my growth as a person have to do with Nate's hairstyle? Well, today, quite a bit. I have realized that I tend to avoid trying something unless I a) have done it before, b) know exactly how to do it, c) know it will turn out just the way I want. I've decided this is not good and have started making myself do new things without a guarantee that they (I?) will succeed. Unfortunately for Nate I put haircutting on the list. Granted I did watch about 30 minutes' worth of "how-to-cut-kids'-hair-at-home" videos on YouTube (very few were helpful). After buying a pair of barber sheers at the grocery store a few weeks ago and ignoring them on my bathroom counter I decided this was the day, and Nate was the victim. (His mop was so long and shaggy--see previous posts--that I figured I could get in lots of practice and he would still have enough hair left that a professional could fix it without putting on the #1 blade.) Well, I made some good snips and some bad snips. I would give myself a C on the final product. We were at the 45 minute mark (there were some interruptions) and somewhat-still had deteriorated into constant-fidgets, and then our neighbors arrived to play in the back yard, so I had to stop instead of finish. But, he survived and I survived. I'm taking him in tomorrow for the clean up, and I plan to watch Faith like a hawk and question her extensively on every move, so maybe I'll do a little better next time around. Anyway...the pictures. (No snide comments pointing out my errors; I see them, and I still have a ways to go in the defensiveness department.)

p.s. Kate was around for the whole adventure. I hope it didn't plant ideas in her little mind. If any of our kids is going to attempt unauthorized clipping, I'll put my money on Kate. Stay tuned...