Step Away from the Clippers, Dear….

You’d think past experience would’ve taught me not to trust my husband to cut my son’s hair.  However, I must’ve had a momentary lapse in judgment over the weekend, for I allowed him to get the old clippers out once again.  Call me kooky, but I guess I figured it couldn’t be THAT hard to screw up a buzz cut, could it?  (Ok, stop giggling, people….)

So, my son plopped into a kitchen chair and placed his fragile little follicles in his papa’s rather unskilled hands.  I was trying really hard to distract myself from the worry that was slowly building up in my stomach as the sound of the buzzing grew louder and louder.  Finally, when I couldn’t take the suspense any longer, I allowed myself to take a quick peek at the so-called “work” in progress.  And I nearly shrieked in horror as my eyes fell upon this epic hair fail:

Holy Edward Scissorhands, what the hell had he done to my baby??!!  And unfortunately, things did not get much better from there.  As my husband proceeded to shave off the rest of the hair from my son’s head, it became very apparent to me that an emergency intervention needed to take place and SOON.  I seriously had to fight back the tears when I saw a bald stripe going across the top of my boy’s head and what appeared to be polka dots on the back of his noggin from all the uneven patches of hair.  I told my husband that they needed to get their asses over to Jerry’s Barber Shop STAT to repair this historic wreck of a mess.

The stylist did the best she could with what she was given, and sadly, she pretty much had to shave the whole thing off.  When my husband and my little man returned home from the cleanup effort, I had to choke back yet another round of hysterics.  My poor child was now as bald as his father:

To this day, I am still trying to forgive my husband for making our son look like a poster child for St. Jude’s.  Luckily, the great thing about hair is that it does, indeed, grow back.   And fortunately, my little guy also happens to have a pretty darn cute mug to deflect from the Telly Savalas thing he’s got going on up north.  In the meantime, though, my husband is soooooooo fired from any and all hair cutting duties….

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8 Responses to Step Away from the Clippers, Dear….

  1. Jenny says:

    I have to say, he still looks pretty darn cute:)

  2. KatZander says:

    OMG that’s so fricken funny – and your son is so adorable after all that…you my dear, might need a drink!

  3. ChiTown Girl says:

    With a face like that, who needs hair?!? He’s pretty stinkin’ cute. And, personally, that’s my favorite haircut for little boys. Nice and neat. And, no sweaty head mess. Yuk! My son was always such a horrible head-sweater, I kept his hair like your son’s until almost junior high.

  4. Michelle says:

    Oh dear! I’ll admit. I did laugh out loud when I first saw the picture. However, I know if it had been me I would have flipped the skip out! Poor little guy. Poor little mama! It DOES grow back!

  5. Zee says:

    Awww, bless him. I have to admit, I do this to my boys at least three times a year. I have four of them, so it’s much easier and cheaper than a barber.

  6. Now that hubby has had the fun of shearing one little one, you better watch out for the other. She’d look adorable clipped at that short, too, but I don’t think she’d be smiling… And I’d sleep with one eye open if I were you!

  7. Marta says:

    He still looks adorable, but yes I am NEVER letting my husband trim or anything near anyone’s hairs in my house.

  8. jenni says:

    I had the exact same thought about my son being the poster child for St. Jude when my exhusband went hog wild with cutting off all my 3 year old’s hair. I cried.

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