A hair cut is nothing but a dirty trick to Justis. A dirty trick to steal his play time and make him sit still while a scary buzzy "thingy" gets too close for comfort to his ears.
Justis's hair has a mind of it's own, and if we do not cut it regularly he starts to look like a porcupine. Travis and I are Justis's personal stylists because his hair is the type we have to buzz with the clippers. Many a dollar is saved giving him home cuts, because he needs a hair cut about every three weeks or sometimes more frequently.
The drill is inevitable, but he still dreads it. He sees the stool and clipper bag and starts in. "I don't want to take a hair cut!" "Ticklies" are what drive Justis plum crazy about getting hair cuts. The little prickly pieces of hair that fall ALL over him (cape or not), just drive him bonkers. He calls the prickly hairs "ticklies." Sitting very still while itching all over is hard for anyone, especially an energetic five-year-old that could care less if his hair is long or short.
His face animatedly shows how he feels about the whole process. That's why I took the camera out during his last hair cut. The minute it was over, he was smiling again. I'm glad children are emotionally resilient, because by the way he acts during his hair cut, you think he'd be emotionally scarred for life!
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