Well, we're back from the mall. Our plan was to get lunch and get the boys hair cuts. Instead we brought home two new XBox games, a new XBox controller, a new baseball cap off the sale rack for Boy #2 and an over-priced cover for my cell phone that I really didn't need -- but no new hair cuts. Considering how much teriyaki chicken the boys ate for lunch, their hair is probably longer than it was when we left.
Some of the trouble is that we headed out already hungry, and the food court happens to be at the opposite end of the mall from the hair salon. We finally made it all the way to the salon, after stopping at Dairy Queen, two children's clothing stores, one game store, the hermit crab kiosk, the cell phone kiosk, and the kiddie rides.
We take the boys to this particular salon pretty much because of the kiddie rides outside of it. Boy #1 likes the rocket, #2 likes the fire engine. And then there's the carousel inside the salon that makes the wait easier. Unless the manager of the salon decides that even though there's only one person ahead of us, we'll have to wait another 30 minutes while three people who come in after us get served.
Maybe it's because the haircuts are so cheap, but the stylists in this place always look miserable. Also, about half them don't like children, and practically tantrum when they find out we actually want to USE the cute little Jeep they have set up in front of a mirror, presumably for children to sit in during their hair cut. Apparently management doesn't check with the employees about their kid-friendly ideas.
After a while, Scott decided he'd had enough. Just when we knew it HAD to finally be our turn, someone else got called first, and the manager told us it would be another 15 minutes. So, we told the boys it was taking too long and we could just cut their hair at home. Although it was his idea to go to the mall, Boy #2 has always preferred the home method anyhow. And Boy #1 was anxious to play his new XBox games.
So their hair is still shaggy and in their eyes. But at least they have hats to wear. Next time I'll make an appointment with my own stylist, even if she is three times as expensive. Sales make hats cheap, and cell phones are overpriced, but when it comes to hair stylists, you get what you pay for.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
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2 comments:
What about a barber? My son loves having his hair cut at a "Man's" shop, and it's 1/2 the price of a salon. The barber is a youngish man who's really personable and loves to chat my son up. He was a lucky find.
That said, we're looking at a home clipper set, too, at least for my husband, who doesn't have much hair! I figure I can't do worse than the buzz-cut his dad gives him from time to time.
I am so glad I'm not the only slacker on getting my boy's hair cut!! He prefers the home method too but w/o daddy around to do it I'm kinda scared I'll butch it. Then again daddy butched it pretty bad last time. Hmm. That was on my wish list for today but maybe we'll go take a walk instead. I also had heard that my stylist could do a good job and doesn't charge much for kids so I might try to squeeze him in when I go for mine in a couple weeks. But can I wait that much longer? Yikes!
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