Ryland's hair had once again gotten really long and shaggy. He had to constantly brush his bangs out of his eyes. We told him he needed a haircut, but he said he wanted Mommy to cut it at home. After fighting with him for about an hour last time, I had decided not to continue cutting his hair at home, but he talked me into cutting it one more time. Only 2 minutes in, I was begging him to sit still and look straight ahead. That is when I made my mind up to take him somewhere. The next day we headed out for a real haircut. The stylist took about an inch off all over, and it looks much more manageable. I am a little iffy about his side burn area, but they tuck cutely behind his ears. He cooperated like a champ, and he got a sucker. There will be no discussion next time. Salon here we come!
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