Last Sunday, Z finally had his first haircut. I haven’t had his hair cut since he was born so for the past few months, we had his hair clipped or tied it back to keep it off his face.
I was really hesitant to have his hair cut because I just love the texture of his hair. He’s got a very fine straight hair that curls at the end. It was actually pretty. 😀
But after several months of my family asking me when will I have his hair cut, I gave in and last Sunday, as part of our weekly day out, I brought him to Kwentong Barbero in SM Baguio. There were a lot of people having their kids get haircuts, too. I guess they are all preparing for a short hairdo for the summer. There were about a few people waiting for their turn and instead of taking a seat to wait, Z and I went out and checked out the car display at the Atrium (which was just outside of the shop). Nothing much to see there so I decided to get back in the shop and wait for our turn.
Not even seated for 5 minutes, it was Z’s turn to sit at the barber’s chair. They didn’t have those car seats where the kids can play and all that, rather, they had a box placed on top of the barber’s chair which acts as a booster seat.
I was more nervous than Z, too. LOL! I dunno, I just didn’t want all that pretty hair gone from my baby’s head. I know, I know, it’s just hair. It will grow back. Fine.
So there goes my baby, seated on the chair and I had to stand beside him to hold him in place. He was relatively still during the first five minutes, which was just about the time the barber needed. 😀
Since it was his first haircut, I asked the barber to cut a portion for me to keep. He handed me a pair of scissors and told me to cut whichever part I wanted. So, I cut a portion from the back. (I don’t have a photo of it yet, though). Then the barber proceeded to cut that hair away. And because Z couldn’t keep still in his seat (I think he was trying to find where the sound of the razor was coming from), the barber sang and hummed a lullaby to which Z kept still. Well, until another boy, two seats away, cried when they started cutting his hair. LOL!
From rugged, rocker look:
To the-boy-next-door look: 😀
When we got home and we were done with dinner, I watched my son play with his toys on the floor and it just hit me. With his short hair, his features were emphasized in a way that he no longer resembles a baby. My son is 18.5 months old and he is now starting to look like the toddler that he is. Not a little baby anymore. Where had the time gone by? It flew by so fast and I haven’t totally noticed that my son has grown so much in this last few months. I need to pay more attention else I might miss out on a lot.
Don’t grow up so fast, baby love. Mum’s not that ready yet. 🙂