Hazel, Ellie, Max and I set off to Columbia Mall around 3:30. Ellie had a good nap; Max had no nap at all.
Upon arrival we went straight to Cartoon Cuts. Ellie and Max were quick to be taken. Ellie had already asked that I hold her hand while Grannie held Max for his cut. Ellie was first and into the chair like a champ. (This was a big difference from her last cut.) The nice lady who cut her hair did a fabulous and quick job of it. She even called her princess, making Ellie very happy.
Max sat down on Grannie’s lap and immediately knew something was up and he was going to be asked to do something he didn’t want to do. He started fussing at first, then it turned disgruntle. He was quickly red faced, full of tears and breaking a sweat. He was a mess. I convinced Ellie she didn’t need to hold my hand and she agreed I could go to Max. She was very sweat. The lady with her even had to ask her not to worry about her brother and look ahead. As I tried calming him down without luck, he just got more upset. Even his pacifier didn’t help too much. We tried, but the fussing kept going. Grannie tried holding his head still (as is seen below):
About 15 long minutes later, it was over. We brushed Max off as best we could. He was sweaty, hot, red, and breathing very rapidly. I kissed him lots and so did Grannie. We paid, let Max’s stylist a big tip, and then we walked out. What an ordeal! Here are the after shots:
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Poor little man thought both Mommy and Grannie had betrayed him!
The rest of the outing went okay. We got them each some new Keens – compliment of Grannie. Hopefully these are finally a pair of shoes he can wear about and will stay on his feet. He has some wide feet!
As soon as Max hit his car-seat for the ride home, he was asleep from pure exhaustion. My poor little cute baby boy!
When we got home and walked in the house David asked, “What did you do with Max?” Millar and David were both very impressed.
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