We finally got Bubbie's haircut, for real. Up until now we just trimmed it enough so he could see. It had gotten so long and unruly that I had to do something.
I am very fortunate that my MIL is a hairdresser and with the help of a portable DVD player the haircut went very uneventful. He didn't even mind the smock this time.
When she was finished I couldn't believe how much hair she cut off and how much older Bubbie looked. All his curls were gone, I was about to cry (I definitely teared up a bit).
In the end he looked fabulous and combing his hair this morning was a cinch! He will be so much more comfortable in the summer with it short.
I may let it grow back this fall though, I miss twirling his curls when he sits on my lap.
Here is a pic: