So I am a little late on my updates but I am trying to catch up...a few weeks behind isn't bad! So Remi got his first haircut, and it went something like this.....
Hanging out at the salon, waiting for our turn and he is having a blast, smiling, laughing, watching a little girl get her haircut while another little girl gets her hair dried....Finally it is his turn. we put him in the chair, which is actually a bike with its own s
teering wheel, and buckle him in. He is playing with the steering wheel, having a great time, the woman puts his leopard print smock on him and busts out the electric shaver......all good so far.....then he wants to know where the hell that noise is coming from and tries to turn around and see and realizes....oh crap, that noise is me....needless to say the water works start and he gets hysterical. We try toys, a lollipop, a pacifier...nothing works, he just wants out of that chair. The haircut literally took 5 minutes but you would think we were trying to kill him (of course my heart was breaking but I tried to maintain). Finally he was done and back to his happy self. When he 
was finished he looked like a little boy, a toddler, it was so sad and cute at the same time. We saved his hair in a little plastic bag and we got a certificate from the salon st
ating that he survived the ordeal and it is all in the baby book. Seeing as how it has been 3 weeks since the haircut, it is already growing out but we decided next time to not cut it as short!
Hanging out at the salon, waiting for our turn and he is having a blast, smiling, laughing, watching a little girl get her haircut while another little girl gets her hair dried....Finally it is his turn. we put him in the chair, which is actually a bike with its own s
teering wheel, and buckle him in. He is playing with the steering wheel, having a great time, the woman puts his leopard print smock on him and busts out the electric shaver......all good so far.....then he wants to know where the hell that noise is coming from and tries to turn around and see and realizes....oh crap, that noise is me....needless to say the water works start and he gets hysterical. We try toys, a lollipop, a pacifier...nothing works, he just wants out of that chair. The haircut literally took 5 minutes but you would think we were trying to kill him (of course my heart was breaking but I tried to maintain). Finally he was done and back to his happy self. When he 
was finished he looked like a little boy, a toddler, it was so sad and cute at the same time. We saved his hair in a little plastic bag and we got a certificate from the salon st
ating that he survived the ordeal and it is all in the baby book. Seeing as how it has been 3 weeks since the haircut, it is already growing out but we decided next time to not cut it as short!
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