Yeah, So My Haircutting Skills Aren't So Hot

I’ve been cutting hair forever, which isn’t any indication of my skill, which frankly, isn’t so great. Here’s how it all started: I picked up a pair of clippers back in junior high and somehow took on the role of the family barber. I gave my brothers bowl cuts (shudder), cut my dad’s hair (and made a zillion mistakes), even trimmed my mom’s bangs and gave my sister some pretty stylin’ do’s! And, these days, I’m still cutting hair for my boys (my theory: why take them to a barber shop when they’ll just scream and I’ll probably do a better job at home, anyway?). But lately my haircuts haven’t been so hot. Take Russell’s haircut last week–when the above happened. He turned and giggled at exactly the wrong moment. Oh well. He doesn’t seem to mind.

And, here’s a picture of Carson being … Carson. For some reason whenever I bring out the camera these days, this is the face he makes:

  • October 10, 2010

    My husband got clippers so he can cut his own hair and he’s had a few times where he’s done things like this too!

  • October 14, 2010

    Oh my goodness! This is what I fear about motherhood the most! My kids will have half white/half Japanese hair and I will have no clue how to cut it! If it’s like mine it will stick up like none other and I wont know how to manage it.

    Your little boys are so cute! Kudos to you for being barber for a day!

  • October 20, 2010

    I’ve been thinking about cutting Liam’s hair myself but he’s such a wiggle worm, I’m pretty sure the same thing would happen to me. Too cute! 🙂


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