Showing posts with label haircut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haircut. Show all posts

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Birds Barbershop




Two days ago Bowie said he wanted to get his hair cut, to get it out of his eyes. I told him we could go where I go, Birds. I couldn't bear the idea of going to a place and them cutting it so short again, and I knew that the stylists there would understand what we wanted. And they did. Vanessa is a mama of a boy herself and she was great with him as he sat through his second haircut. He made silly faces at himself in the mirror and tried to stay still though forgetting occasionally. Afterwards he "played" on their awesome circa 80s arcade game...donky kong, galaga, and pac man. On our way to the car, he held my hand and happily chirped, "Everytime my hair gets long in my eyes I will come to this hair cutting place and cut it."

When I posted the first picture on flickr, I got an enormous amount of interest in his adorable shirt (which yes I chose with exactly the image of him in front of the neon in my mind). It is made by ramonster, an Austin based clothing designer. We can't leave the house without people asking us about it. It's size 2T and I am still saying it fits...

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Remembrance



Now I'm crying. I held it together all along (except for the slightly sick feeling in my gut). But now, alone, looking at this ponytail of Bowie's baby hair...golden, soft and fine, it's been with him through all his life and now it is cut from him. I will keep it to stroke and hold myself. My boy. My baby.

About a month ago, Bowie started saying that he wanted to cut his hair short. Shave it like his papa's. I said that if he still felt that way after we came back from vacation that we'd do it. It's his hair. He should choose. I have a friend that dated a young man who kept his hair very short and didn't want anyone to touch it because his hair as a boy had been long and curly and he hated the attention. I always thought of this when *my* desire to keep it long butted against Bowie's wishes to cut it. Well, he didn't mention it again until a few days ago. We've been swimming alot (REALLY swimming ya'll, more about that later) and I think it's really been bugging him that his whole face would get covered by his hair. So we went to Cool Cuts for Kids, showed them an adorable skaterdude haircut that Bowie and I both liked and he ended up with this conservative cut. Next time I'll be more of a bear and make sure we get what we want, but I just wanted it to be as easy as possible for him and he was an ANGEL. What a big boy. Truly.