Here's a closeup of the haircut, focusing on the contested hair that hung over his ears, or his "payos" as Grandpa Lyons called them.
Because Roan screamed and squirmed through the entire haircut, desperate to escape, we didn't waste any time cleaning him up. He was covered with hair, and the only solution was to put him in the pool.
The haircut took place at Lulu's in Park Slope, which is a hair salon / toy store. It's a brilliant combination, because after you've subjected your baby to the trauma of a haircut, (which involves holding his head immobile against your chest for five harrowing minutes while he screams bloody murder), you really feel like you owe him one. Luckily Grandma Lyons was there to buy him this really cool wooden toy where you hammer in pegs. Roan doesn't quite have the coordination to use it correctly, but soon he will be hammering everything non-stop. Soon, he will have his revenge.
In the meantime, he'll focus on commanding the remote control.
I include the photo below as part of his Part Time Baby Model portfolio. Doesn't he look like the Vanna White of remote controls?
Roan looks so sweaty and sad under the weight of his old hair; you can see a greasy strand peeking out from under his hat. He is so distraught that he can't even concentrate on removing his shoe, a favorite activity. Also, as Jay pointed out, he looks like a girl. Contrast this photo with the previous photos, where he practically glows with confidence and pride and masculinity.
The haircut was a good call.
Whoa. He isn't a baby anymore! His haircut makes him look like (the cutest!) little boy.
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