Asia and I went to get our haircut yesterday. I had a coupon for a free child hair cut with a full pay adult haircut. I was in the mood for a change in hairstyle anyway. My bangs are growing out and part of it likes to hang near my eyes, rubbing against my face. It's that annoying piece that you can feel is there and won't go away unless you mousse or spray it or put a silly barrette in. And then the weather has been so dry, that my hair is all staticy and that little part of growing out bang clings to my face even worse. On Asia's side, her bangs are getting into her eyes and the length of her hair over all is getting unmanageable - getting into her food, her mouth, etc. I could easily trim it, but it would be nice for her bangs to be straight once in awhile. This was also my idea of mommy and daughter time. Yes, let's get our hair done! I see us doing this as a tradition - mom and daughter getting their hair done, nails done, pedicures. Sounds so typical right? Dad and son spend time fishing or hunting. Mom and daughter spend time beautifying themselves. Oh well. It's like when I was pregnant and said my daughter wouldn't be wearing pink all the time. Well, she's not wearing pink ALL the time, but she has her pink blanket, her pink sippy cup, her pink bear....
So back to the haircut. I coaxed Asia into the hair salon with promises of chocolate. "Where's chocolate?" Asia would ask in the car. "I'll give it to you when we get there." Then we get to the hair salon, "Where's chocolate?" "You'll get it when you're getting your hair cut." "Will it hurt?" Asia asks. I think she's remember when I brush her hair. Yank, Ouch! Sorry, your hair is full of knots. Amongst other things - dough, paint, whatever.
So luckily we got the manager who is good with kids. I told her the one thing Asia really doesn't like is being sprayed with the water bottle. Back in Chicago when she got her hair cut, she would bawl when they sprayed her hair because it would never fail that the residual mist (which would be cold, I 'm sure) would waft into her face. So the manager, Gwen, would spray her comb and then comb Asia's hair to wet it down. Very smart. I stood next to Asia the whole time, feeding her M & M's, showing her that her doll Belle was sitting there watching. Gwen would ask Asia about her brother Zach and Asia wouldn't talk back but would nod or hold up her fingers to show how old she was. Eventually she loosened up more which meant she was curious enough to look around now. Not the easiest way to cut hair. But no crying happened. We went through one small bag of M&M's and one mini Twix bar. She then got a balloon which occupied her while I was getting my hair cut.
The bummer is that my coupon didn't take. It was a coupon for Great Clips that I got off of a cereal box. We were at Supercuts. Ha! Oh well.
