He still looks a little worried here, but this is his first time sitting in the chair alone. :)
Usually, I have to sit in the chair with Jubal, my arms wrapped around his arms and hands, his feet tucked between my crossed legs, and then Larson has to hold his head still while Rachel hurriedly cuts his hair. Meanwhile, he's crying and screaming at the top of his little lungs, hair stuck to the tears running down his cheeks, and all in his mouth.
Post haircut treat. Cheese & crackers. His choice.
With all that being said, imagine our surprise when he agreed to sit in the chair all by himself and let "me" cut his hair. It was actually Rachel, but I stood beside her the whole time and we never pointed him where he could see in the mirror. He never even whimpered.
So proud of my big boy!
Eventually, he came to realize that it wasn't me cutting his hair, but he didn't let it bother him. He sat up like a big boy and got his hair cut like a BOSS!!! I hope it goes that smoothly from now on. It was great not having him have a total meltdown. I felt like I was traumatizing my child every time we took him for a haircut. Thankfully, not this time. Yay for Jubal!!!!
I'm sure Rachel appreciates him being a big boy, too. ;)