So Goober asked
Jer to cut his hair the other day...
Goober hates even the thought of
Jer or I cutting his hair. Hates it. Screams bloody murder at the trimmers. So I was very surprised when he asked.
He did it because he saw
Jer cutting
EBs hair with no problem whatsoever. EB standing there looking around and
Jer just running the trimmers through his hair....
Looking back on it, maybe we should have tried to cut his hair
right then. But we didn't. We decided to wait till tonight.
Jer took a
bar stool and put it out on the back deck, you know, less cleanup that way. And then had Goober sit on the
bar stool.
Ya, not such a great idea.
As soon as
Jer touched his hair with the trimmers the screaming commenced. Except now there wasn't really much of an option...cause Goober had a big bald patch just above his left ear. And of course we didn't think about the fact that if he freaked out all the hair places would be closed for the night. And Goober has school in the morning.
Basically it was one of three options... let Goober go to school and be made fun of (not keen on that one), Let Goober stay home from school and take him to get his hair cut (He already missed today due to a low grade fever this morning), or somehow get the kid to let us finish cutting his hair.....
Yah, can I say NONE of those happened. It was not good.
Basically
Jer and I ruled out options one and two because we are trying to be good parents and trying to protect our kid from
humiliation and also trying not to give him the impression that school is optional.
So we proceeded to try to bribe the kid. "You can have a sucker" and "Afterwords you can have a
Popsicle".
Nope. No can do.
Then it changed to "Honey, this doesn't hurt" (for some reason he is set on the fact that a haircut from
Jer or I hurts.... EB didn't think so.... *sigh*) and "can you be really brave? What can I do to help? Will holding your hand help?" and attempting to try to continue cutting his hair. Commence
freak out.
Then it started to get really tiring. And cold outside... and starting to get dark. It was "Goober stop freaking out or your going to loose the video games for tomorrow" ...
Nope. No can do. Nothing was working. And seeing no other options that were really viable
Jer and I commenced to cut Goobers hair the hard way. With him struggling and freaking out the whole time.
Afterword I was sure to let him know I loved him, gave him hugs and kisses, tried to explain that I wasn't trying to hurt either him or his feelings. How do you explain that to a kid?
Now that I look back on it (only about 30 minutes ago) I think that maybe I should have just let him go to school with it that way... or maybe just kept him home and took him to a hair place tomorrow. I mean, really? Would he ever remember that he once missed school to get a haircut?
I'm afraid he will have horrid first memories of
Jer and I trying to cut his hair. I think he may have trust issues with us... I wonder why? Maybe because we push issues like this that are not that important? Maybe some other reason... I don't know....
Either way, I feel like a really crappy parent at the moment.