Well, even getting him out the door was a challenge. We bribed him with sucker for the car ride there. Every once in a while, we could hear a whimper from Evan in the back. Poor baby. We walked in and he immediately said, "No haircut. Go home." After about 12-15 minutes of him crying, squatting and crying, etc. the hair stylist went ahead and let Evan calm down while she took her next client. Evan was even scared to go over to watch Leah get her hair cut.

{I know, this blog entry sounds like it's all about Evan, but I had to give you the play by play of the night.}
Leah, on the other hand, sat right up in the airplane chair, put the cape on, and began to watch her movie of choice, "Blues Clues." She was wonderful and didn't mind getting her hair cut one bit. She especially liked the cupcake scented spray sprayed on her hair as well as her new blue clips she picked out herself. 



So, back to Evan....After Leah was done, Evan's stylist was ready for him. He hesitated and I had to drag him over and plop him on my lap. The first 5 minutes was filled with crying, but after Greg and myself entertained him with bubbles and just talked to him about everything we could think of, he calmed down. I don't know why tonight was different than the other hair cuts? We have tried the sucker, pacifier, bubbles, movie, toys, etc., but he just seemed to totally forget she was even cutting his hair (even when she pulled out the clippers).
Thank goodness Greg went with me. Hoping that the next hair cut will be as successful!


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