Haircuts

I decided that today was the day that I would take my son to get his first professional haircut. I searched out all the "kids" specific places out there and decided on the one closest to home. Well, lesson learned... the closest to home isn't always the best.

When we arrived the lady was very stoic, and asked if had a reservation and I said yes. She looked at her book and said "for Joshua?" I said his name is Josiah. (I don't know how many times I have corrected people for that same problem! OPEN YOUR EYES) She then asks if he needs to play first and I said no, let's do this while he not all wound up. So she walks back to her chair and says you can bring him back. After getting him all settled in this stack of blocks that looks way too precarious, she starts cutting his hair. She doesn't say anything at all to him. Not even a look this way or that way, or you're a good boy. Nothing, no words! Finally I asked if I could take some pictures, and she says "oh is this his first haircut?" I said well, yes it's the first professional one, I usually jsut do it myself at home. She agreed to my picture taking a I only felt comfortable to take a couple. My son sat and ate his goldfish snacks and watched her every move. She was finally done, and frankly my sons hair does not look one bit different, she told me that they have first haircut certificates for free. I accepted the offer and gathered my son off the chair and our stuff and paid her for her "services" and we left promptly. I suppose it could have been worse and I am truly thankful it was not, but it certainly was not what I expected from a hair salon named Kids Kuts. Oh well... what's done is done, and we are no worse off for it, so our day must go on.
Shucks... should have went to Castle Cuts. :-) Live and learn! :-)