Extreme Makeover, Baby Edition (Jack’s First Haircut)
Week 19 (4 months).
I am conspicuously clued in to the notion that maybe you’re supposed to wait until your child is nearly a year old before they get their first haircut. I feel like there’s this unspoken rule that you’re expected to be all sentimental and reverent about it because this means that the hair your baby was born with will be removed from them and placed in a little envelope. But if that is the rule, I am completely comfortable in breaking it. Because last night, I got out my clippers and cleaned up the Little Guy.
Maybe it had something to do with the fact I got my hair cut short over the weekend in order to mentally/conceptually prepare for my new job which started this week. Or maybe it was the fact that I just couldn’t shake the image of Gollum from Lord of the Rings- the way his stringy hair grew out the side of his head over his ears. Either way, I felt it was my fatherly duty to give Jack his first haircut. So I did.
A few weeks ago, I was trying to grasp the concept that Jack may somehow be a redhead, as his hair truly appeared to be a dark reddish color in certain lights. And more recently, I realized it was true: Jack was a redhead, but only for about two weeks. Because it’s completely obvious now, that Jack’s real hair color is not black (like he was born with) or red (as it was for two weeks), but instead (drum roll please…), Jack is officially…
And I don’t mean really light brown, or dirty blonde, or technically blonde, I mean 100% whitish-blonde. Like Billy Idol. The “peroxide look.”
I am tempted right now to go on about the statistical miracle that is, given Jack’s family tree, but I am saving that for another entry when he turns 6 months old (in just a few weeks), after I know for sure what color his eyes will officially be.
Granted, until last night, Jack had his original black hair laying on top of his blond hair and it looked like a baby toupee. While I could have just given Jack a buzz cut, making his hair only half an inch, the general consensus within the family audience was to leave it long enough to style as a mohawk. So that means now, I have a blonde haired son with black tips. He’s entering his emo/punk stage a little early.
After his first haircut ever, heeeeere’s Blondie…Add a Comment