

These two photos below were "pre-Frank" haircuts, notice the uneven bangs and nape of his neck...


Yesterday morning we all went to the Hair Cuttery, a local "cheap" haircut place much like super cuts, etc. I have gotten my hair cut there previously as a means to cut costs. My hair is pretty low maintenance and grows so fast that its not a big sacrifice. We thought we'd just have Ben's cut also since it was getting pretty long. Just like his first haircut with Frank in Michigan (see previous post), he wailed and screamed through the entire thing. We definitely drew much attention to ourselves. The hairstylist, a female, was okay but pretty timid since he was wiggling around quite a bit (I can't say I blame her). He came out looking worse than he went in(see above photo), fortunately it was only $10 out of pocket. We weren't really happy with the results, so we decided to take him to the real professional, a man. No offense against women, but men know how to cut boys hair, especially men who have been practicing for most of their lives. So we took him to Frank #2, an older gentleman who has the real old-fashioned barber shop complete with the swirly-candy cane looking thing outside (does anyone know what this is called???). Poor Ben was tortured twice but came out looking pretty dapper (and with a lot less hair). Frank knew what he was doing and is a perfect caricature of a long-time Chicagoan. We think that we are only going to get Ben's hair cut by men named Frank. Its a requirement for the job. We all three got our hair cut yesterday, Ben twice. Poor guy.
1 comment:
Cute photos! Poor kid! And what's Ben's expression on Dad's lap? Too funny.
A woman at the playground was just saying it takes a man to cut a boy's hair.
I think they just call that thing a "barber pole."
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