We were at Cool Cuts on Friday because Alex needed a haircut, and I "don't try that one at home":http://gooblink.com/blog/index.php?id=17. The place was teaming with toddlers in for their first haircuts, unsuspecting and enamoured by the toys and videos.
Kids have it made these days! When my sister, brother or I needed a cut, my mom just had one of her friends who had gone to beauty school come over and barter for a bottle of Ripple.
We were "walk-ins," so we had to wait a bit for Alex's name to be called. The boys played with GameCubes and Legos and I dug out "The Life of Pi" which I had just picked up from the library, trying unsuccessfuly to tune out the ear-piercing shrieks emanating from babies struggling against buzzing clippers and exhasperated moms either binding them to their chairs or practicing the desperate art of diversion; all this happening while the hair stylist worked frantically to save just a lock of hair for the baby book and not serve up an earlobe.
One boy was so upset at being lured into the colorful wonderland, only to be stuffed into a chair, belted down and caped, that he began to gag from screaming so hard. As he threatened to vomit something that I was sure would involve nails, I thought (but bit my tongue) "Wow, if you keep him in that chair long enough will he spin his head full circle?"
Even though I did not say anything, but rather offered an empathetic smile, it occurred to me that for anyone with kids old enough for sex education, a trip to Cool Cuts on a busy day might be the best case for abstinence yet.
Be warned though, affects may be permanent or require future counseling, so make sure you have a plan to wean in all the warm fuzzy benefits of parenting once they're safely married.
We were at Cool Cuts on Friday because Alex needed a haircut, and I "don't try that one at home":http://gooblink.com/blog/index.php?id=17. The place was teaming with toddlers in for their first haircuts, unsuspecting and enamoured by the toys and videos.
Kids have it made these days! When my sister, brother or I needed a cut, my mom just had one of her friends who had gone to beauty school come over and barter for a bottle of Ripple.
We were "walk-ins," so we had to wait a bit for Alex's name to be called. The boys played with GameCubes and Legos and I dug out "The Life of Pi" which I had just picked up from the library, trying unsuccessfuly to tune out the ear-piercing shrieks emanating from babies struggling against buzzing clippers and exhasperated moms either binding them to their chairs or practicing the desperate art of diversion; all this happening while the hair stylist worked frantically to save just a lock of hair for the baby book and not serve up an earlobe.
One boy was so upset at being lured into the colorful wonderland, only to be stuffed into a chair, belted down and caped, that he began to gag from screaming so hard. As he threatened to vomit something that I was sure would involve nails, I thought (but bit my tongue) "Wow, if you keep him in that chair long enough will he spin his head full circle?"
Even though I did not say anything, but rather offered an empathetic smile, it occurred to me that for anyone with kids old enough for sex education, a trip to Cool Cuts on a busy day might be the best case for abstinence yet.
Be warned though, affects may be permanent or require future counseling, so make sure you have a plan to wean in all the warm fuzzy benefits of parenting once they're safely married.
We were at Cool Cuts on Friday because Alex needed a haircut, and I "don't try that one at home":http://gooblink.com/blog/index.php?id=17. The place was teaming with toddlers in for their first haircuts, unsuspecting and enamoured by the toys and videos.
Kids have it made these days! When my sister, brother or I needed a cut, my mom just had one of her friends who had gone to beauty school come over and barter for a bottle of Ripple.
We were "walk-ins," so we had to wait a bit for Alex's name to be called. The boys played with GameCubes and Legos and I dug out "The Life of Pi" which I had just picked up from the library, trying unsuccessfuly to tune out the ear-piercing shrieks emanating from babies struggling against buzzing clippers and exhasperated moms either binding them to their chairs or practicing the desperate art of diversion; all this happening while the hair stylist worked frantically to save just a lock of hair for the baby book and not serve up an earlobe.
One boy was so upset at being lured into the colorful wonderland, only to be stuffed into a chair, belted down and caped, that he began to gag from screaming so hard. As he threatened to vomit something that I was sure would involve nails, I thought (but bit my tongue) "Wow, if you keep him in that chair long enough will he spin his head full circle?"
Even though I did not say anything, but rather offered an empathetic smile, it occurred to me that for anyone with kids old enough for sex education, a trip to Cool Cuts on a busy day might be the best case for abstinence yet.
Be warned though, affects may be permanent or require future counseling, so make sure you have a plan to wean in all the warm fuzzy benefits of parenting once they're safely married.
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