Jett doesn’t mind getting his hair cut – I guess buzzed would be more accurate. Jude gets terrified every time. He has a thing against loud noises. The vacuum, the fan in the bathroom, and the hair clippers are a few of the worst offenders.
Jude’s hair cut usually ends up happening like this: I hold him while he’s bawling and thrashing around with a sucker in his mouth sitting on a sheet in the living room in front of the tv turned up extra loud to be heard over the clippers. None of the distractions work, we basically have to hold him down. And then we cut his hair very short so it’s a long time before he needs another one.
And then after the whole ordeal, he’ll look up with tear-stained cheeks and say “Gee, thanks Dad!”, like nothing ever happened. That’s his new thing: gee, thanks. Very cute.
Then it was baths to clean up and matching pajamas. They were so wound up afterwards, I don’t think they went to bed until after 9:30.
This is a picture of Jude “walking the kitty”, which often happens down the hallway. The kitty is always a willing participant. Weird.
Monkeying around in their monkey pajamas.
Happy 48th birthday, Dad! We all love you very much!