Hasdin's First Haircut

My perfectly planned weekend came to a screeching halt at 7:05am Saturday morning.  The text and follow up call from Cat that sweet Lillian had a fever and they wouldn't be coming up for the weekend.  I spent the next two hours morning the loss of my perfect family weekend and saying a little prayer of thanks that Hardin sleeps until 8:30 or later on the weekends. 

The boys still played golf but changed the time and course, so it was just me and the H for his first hair cut.  He was clearly not a fan.  Although salons have come a long way since Jason's first cut at the barber with his dad, all the DVDs and car shaped chairs in the world didn't help with the terror that comes with a stranger coming at my boy's sweet little head with those electric clippers.  Like father like son.

I honestly HATE pictures of my baby upset, so these are just breaking my heart.  I was looking forward to Cawley being there because I think that would have calmed H down, he always wants to do what C is doing.  Just so you know Hardin, it wasn't as bad as it looks.  It was over in less than 5 minutes, and you were not screaming or really upset, you just had this sad little look the entire time.  Next time, we are going to the adult salon and you are sitting on daddy's lap!   

The highlight of the fiasco was the certificate that I paid $3 extra for.  I didn't even look at it until I got home, and laughed out loud when I did.  Hasdin?!?!  Year 20122?!?!  A little extra flair for the baby book I guess.

 Today was nice and lazy, and Hardin dressed like an old man in honor of his new old man hairdo.