I took the boys for a much needed haircut/trim on Tuesday. The only person who has ever cut their hair recent started her maternity leave, so I was a little nervous to go to someone new (at the same place). But the other person recommended this person (and I think she’s who cuts my niece Eliza’s hair).
Knowing the boys have their pictures coming up at school (I thought Thomas’ were at the end of the month, but I had them confused with Parker’s and they are next week!), I asked the girl not to cut off too much.
She did Parker’s first and did exactly what I wanted…you can hardly tell he had a trim at all. Then it was Thomas’ turn. She didn’t quite cut it as I wanted (it’s too short and not all one length in the front like I like – which makes it do all sorts of crazy things in the morning), but that wasn’t the problem.
Halfway through his haircut, she was trimming near his ears when I noticed this shocked look on Thomas’ face. He wasn’t crying, yet, or saying a word so I asked what was wrong. The girl said, “Oooh, I think I almost cut him, but… (she’s frantically checking his ear as she talks)…I don’t see anything…he’s fine.” I was looking at the same time, and asked her to move her finger. Yep, underneath it was a flap of skin and it was starting to bleed. Who knew ears could bleed so much!?!?
Thomas’ shock quickly moved to a minor meltdown, understandably. I was trying to console him, get the ear to stop bleeding, and not let the girl feel too bad. Accidents do happen…but I’m thinking perhaps I shouldn’t have to pay for them. Oh well! She just kept telling me, “I’ve been cutting hair for 15 years and I’ve never cut anyone but myself!” Well, leave it to us to be her first.
This was his ear last night…a day later. It’s healing fine, but I’m not so sure he’ll ever let that girl cut his hair again (nor will I!).
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