Back in September my Pappaw (the other Clay) cut Clay's hair for the first time.
Our intention was for my Pappaw to keep cutting Clay's hair when we would go in for visits. Then our visit kept getting postponed and Clay's hair was starting to look like a mix between Terry Bradshaw and Tom Brady. While I'm a T. Bradshaw fan, I cannot stand T. Brady so that mess had to go.
Here comes grandma (Mike's mom) to save the day! She decided she wanted to take him to Doolittle's (a kid salon), so off we go last Wednesday morning. Can I just stop right here and say, $17 for a toddler's haircut? But I learned the minute I had Clay that if the grandmas want to do something for Clay, just let them.
Clay refused to sit down in the car so he stood the entire time.
And then suddenly, he aged a couple of years! It's crazy how a haircut took him from baby to toddler.
Afterwards, Clay got his favorite treat from Starbucks (Madeline cookies) and got to spend some time outside people and airplane watching.