Week 34: Haircut

I hear many horror stories and funny stories about my friends' children's first haircuts. I've seen so many photos of children wailing in terror while some poor person tries to give the child a haircut that I just assumed that Jonah would be the same way. Nope.

This photo is far from his first haircut. Grandma Connie gave him his first haircut around his first birthday and he had his first haircut in a salon a few months after that. Those times and every time since, he was completely calm. Every haircut he sits relatively still and truly seems to enjoy the experience. In fact, from time to time, he requests a haircut! When Grandma Connie is in town, she typically gives him a cut and then every now and then we schedule a cut for Jonah when mom and dad are getting their haircut.

Today was the first time that we scheduled a haircut for Jonah and only for Jonah. He was excited about making the special trip just for him. We found a salon in the West Village that we really like. The guys that run it do a great job and have been so welcoming of Jonah. We started going there long before he was born, so the guys have truly watched Jonah grow up from his infancy until now. It was so heartwarming to see Jonah climb up into the chair on his own, turn around and sit quietly while Carlo got to work. It was even more endearing when Jonah started telling Carlo about his swim lesson this morning!

A haircut is such a simple part of life that most of us schedule in fairly often. I'm so thankful that this is one aspect of life where having Jonah along doesn't bring additional stress and strife. I feel for all of those parents with terrified children!

Photo: this is my 50mm lens at f/2 and all available light.