We don't typically get the boys hair cut on a regular basis. Well, we do, but it is every few months. Today was that day. We thought that if we bribed with the promise of ice cream, it wouldn't be a challenge. Boy howdy were we wrong!
Nate flipped OUT! We should have known that when he stopped dead in his tracks at the door of the salon it wouldn't be a fun time. We had to push him into the place. It was raining and I didn't feel like getting V and I soaked.
Then the screaming began. It was a children's salon, t.v.'s, video games, cartoons, movies. Did any of that keep him occupied? NOPE.
Poor Eric literally had to restrain him in the chair. It has a buckle on it, but Nate was pushing back so hard we were scared he would push the chair over and he almost did! I am truly shocked that he doesn't have bruises on his arms. He didn't start freaking out until the cut had begun, so that is why we continued with it.
So after he went insane and acted possessed for a while, he was fine. He was done, breathing heavy and the stylist said "What do you want? A cookie? A lollipop? A toy?"
Nate's response "ICE CREAM!" "Vanilla" (all said while panting and trying to catch his breath)
At least we are done for the next couple of months! Maybe one day he will sit still long enough to get a normal haircut.
