Wednesday, September 24, 2008


Our primary and nursery schools were both closed today so the staff could go on training days. So I took "the boys" (our oldest and our youngest) to the barber's. The oldest went into the chair first, with the youngest, just over two years old, dancing and singing and clapping his hands along to the radio. Then the youngest was sat down for his second haircut ever. He sat very still and assumed a studiously neutral expression. Snip-snip-snip went the scissors, and his face grew longer and more solemn. When the electric razor came out for the back of the neck, his lower lip began to pout and tremble. But he didn't complain once. What a philosopher! By the time my hair was close to finished, he was giggling with his big brother, and I was nervously trying to keep the pair of them in the corner of my eye.

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