Whatever Comes To My Mind

I told Ryan the other day that Frankie’s hair in the back are getting long. He suggested that I should take him to the salon and have it cut. I surely wish I know how to cut hair because it will save us a lot but since I can’t, I have no choice but to to take him in. I don’t trust myself and I don’t want to practice on him (who else will I practice it too?). Ryan also wants to make sure that it is done well so I took him in a salon nearby. The lady who shaved Frankie’s hair before was the same lady that cut his hair two days ago.

When I helped him up on his hair, he didn’t cry unlike the very first time. He now realizes that she is not there to harm him. He did move a little bit I but I held his face and he was still. It didn’t take that long. These are the pictures before she completely cut his hair.

After

It really doesn’t look so much difference in the front. She didn’t even do anything there since he only have limited hair up there but he cut the back and the side. He looks like a grown up boy with his hair.

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