I'm not ready to send my boys to the barber. It is a place that was deemed essential by the Japanese government during our Covid closure, and they remained open for business. While the guys like going to the barber, I have been hesitant to let them go. But it was LONG over due! Since I am not able to make sure they are taking all the proper precautions, I decided to bite the bullet and cut my boys hair myself.
This is pretty scary for me because I don't want to mess it up! And people go to school for a very long time to cut hair professionally. It isn't something I would normally do.
I went to the store today and bought an electric razor. I suddenly had flashbacks to my mom lining all four of us kids up and cutting away. I sported a bowl cut for many, many years (as did many kids in the 80's).
I prepped myself by reading the instructions very closely and reminding myself that if worse came to worse, I could send him to the barber tomorrow.
I went slowly. I was more grumpy than I should have been ("Hold your head this way!" "Stop moving!!!"). I even nicked my son's ear. But I just kept plugging away.
Soon both boys were done. I threw lots of tufts of hair into the garden containers to use those nutrients. And I sent the boys to shower off all that hair that stuck to their shoulders, neck and face.
When they came back for a final check, I was impressed with my work. I didn't do a horrible job! I'll never be as awesome as a barber or my lovely hairdresser back in the US, but at least I didn't do damage.
Hopefully when they need another cut I can send them back to the barber to get a GOOD cut! Until then, at least I know I can help them out.
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