It took about 9 months, but my grandson let Miss Emily cut his hair with the clippers today.
He was terrified of the noise. He had some bad hair cutting experiences at some Kidz Cutz kind of place. Very noisy. Too loud and scary for a little dude.
So Miss Emily played it cool. Starting last May our grandson just came along with us when we went to her house for our haircuts.
The next visit he peeked out from the living room and sang her “The Excavator Song.”
The next visit she let him sit in her mini motorized semi truck and let him drive it around the yard when she was done cutting his hair. He was thrilled to drive that semi on the grass.
The next time it was too hot to cut hair outside so we moved inside. He sat up in the chair on a box and let her cut his hair.
But only with scissors.
Then in October, November, and December it was just scissors and he was allowed to play with the mini blow dryer.
Until January, when she let him hold her battery operated clippers. He played with them. Turned them on and off and on and off and…..well, you get the idea.
And she gave it a shot and she used them. He just wasn’t exactly aware.
But, today he hopped up in the chair first.
He loves visiting Miss Emily.
And he didn’t complain that she used the clippers. He just wanted her to put the guard on. And he very sweetly said, “I like it better when you cut my hair with scissors.”
Miss Emily wanted to win him over and that she did. She did it with love and patience.
Love and patience can win a lot of people over. God shows us that time and time again!




