The Haircut That Took All Day.

I gave my son a haircut yesterday. Poor guy couldn't see anything at all. Mix that with broken shoes and you get a whole lot of tripping and boo-boos. So I borrowed some real haircutting shears from my mom and sat the boy down in front of cartoon hour on this or that station, and started clipping away. The back always goes well, because he can't see what I am doing but get to the sides and the front and all goes haywire! He pulls away, pushes the scissors, puts his head down, screams in my face, etc., etc., etc. So we ended up with crooked bangs, uneven sideburns and sides to match, and a little tail in the back. At least he can see now though.