BW warned me it was my turn:
I had to take the child for a haircut.
I would rather take the child to swimming lessons, soccer and almost… for a flu shot.
At least with a flu shot you know you’re in for some screaming beause needles hurt.
With a haircut, there is no reason for fear. Cutting hair doesn’t hurt. You sit there and you have somebody that knows how to do this well, and quickly(this part is very important)
Dad can do a lot of things, but cutting hair isn’t one of them. We happily pay pros to do things we can’t and getting a haircut for the ladies is one of them. 1
To be fair, over the years the “child getting a haircut” has gotten easier. In the past we went to one of those kid haircut places in the mall where the employees would change faster than well…fast.
The child is sensitive to some things and one of those things is hair. She has short hair because she can’t even imagine having long hair and combing it. We tried the long hair thing, but it didn’t go well and it was a fight to get her to comb her hair.
Okay then, short hair it is.
Even though we are at short hair it still needs a cut so she can see out from under those bangs and because we have the issue with sensitivity taking the child to get a haircut is plainly no fun.
Our hairstylist is pretty much family at this point. She’s been great and patient with the child and her fidgeting and the like. She’s got the system down with towels and promises of candy when finished but then we realized we were missing the essential piece of the puzzle:
Give her the candy first.
You guys, this is a game changer!
We planned it out this morning and she decided that a Tootsie pop would be the best way to keep distracted and OMG you guys does this work!
She worked on a lollipop like the current administration with a new executive order. She licked and licked and licked until there was no pop and just tootsie.
This kept her so busy that she didn't even know she was having a haircut. All she had to do was to look down and lick for about ten seconds and the worst of the cut was over.
It was magical.
One thing I did want to note though was the lollipop management. As you can imagine a dropped lollipop in a hair salon would soon become a very hairy lollypop and then you would be looking for a new lollipop and we were testing fate here and traveled light with just one lolly.
The trick was this: when there was to be any hair flying or falling in the lollipop zone the solution was to have her keep it in her mouth for a second.
She is okay with any command that basically tells her to stick candy in her mouth.
With lollipops, our haircut troubles and tensions are going to be behind us.
Her dentist on the other hand….
We Have That at Home
Today’s WHTAH is of course, tootsie pops
We never have tootsie pops in the house and the only reason we have these at all is because of Easter. In fact, come Monday when everybody is back at school the Easter basket leftovers might um, disappear - or at very least get edited some because there’s no way she needs all this candy in the house.
BW especially is anti-lollipop and I am more of eh, YOLO - just be sure to brush afterwards.
I think the tootsie is more harmful for the teeth than the pop but then I’m not a scientist in the dental field so I wouldn’t know for sure.
These things are priced at about 50 cents a pop in bulk.
My hair situation is beyond being fixed with “just a trim”