The Little Kids get a Haircut!

So these pictures are from before Halloween. Ember’s hair was looking really scraggly. I didn’t want to cut her hair just because I hate cutting my daughters’ hair at all, but it was looking pretty bad… Photobucket

You can see that most of her hair was a certain (short) length but then there were a couple chunks of hair that were much longer. Photobucket

She always get excited when I take her picture! Photobucket

Just a few more of her before haircut. PhotobucketPhotobucketPhotobucketPhotobucket

So I gave her a little haircut and then I gave Payson a haircut as well. His was looking so good as I cut and then I went to trim up the bottom and… ruined it completely. He ended up with a stupid mohawk. I’m sorry Payson, I’ll take you to a barber next time! Photobucket

He was pretty happy about it though. Photobucket

How the heck am I supposed to cut his hair evenly with those huge bulges in his head above his ears?! haha! Poor kid has a really funky head with lots of bulges and dents. And his head is pretty huge! He’s always been on the top of the charts for head size. PhotobucketPhotobucket

With Ember’s I just cut the longer pieces into layers until they matched the short pieces she already had. PhotobucketPhotobucketPhotobucket

This was the day she was dancing. She was excited about her hair. Photobucket

Payson joined her 🙂


This is unrelated to the haircuts but I wanted to throw it in somewhere,

Do you guys know/do the trot, trot, to Boston knee bouncing rhyme? My mom did it with me and my siblings growing up and I do it all the time with my kids. I think I say the rhyme “wrong” because when googling the most common variation is totally different than what my mom used to say.

We say:

“Trot, trot, to Boston.

To buy a loaf of bread.

Home again, home again.

The horse… falls… DOWN!” And you straighten your legs so the kids fall down. It doesn’t rhyme, which the original version does, but oh well! haha Photobucket

2 thoughts on “The Little Kids get a Haircut!

  • Ohhhh the memories you just brought back with that poem! My grandmother and great-grandmother used to do it with me. Their poem was “Ride a little pony, go to town, ride a little pony, don't you fall DOWN!” Of course, this was Kentucky and to fit the last line, it sounded more like “Doncha fall down” LOL

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