A HAIRCUT… MAYBE?
I’ve always cut my son’s hair. He has a lot of curly hair and it grows at lightning speed, and I like to keep it short, in a real little boy haircut.
We’ve been trying to convince him to get his haircut at Daddy’s barbershop up the street. It’s nice, I see tons of kids there. We’ve gone with my husband to get his hair cut, gotten lollipops they’ve given us, blah, blah, blah.
So we’re driving in the car yesterday, right by the barbershop.
I say to my son, in an effort to drive home the point of going to the barbershop
and that ‘everyone’ is doing it-
“I’m going to go to Daddy’s barbershop to get my hair trimmed soon.”
My son: “Good for you Mommy!”
Silence.
Not the response I was looking for.
