…also known as, “one of my MANY life learning experiences.”

As I was looking through Facebook yesterday morning, I happened upon Ashley’s status:


I chuckled.

First off, I love this girl.  We relate to one another on many levels.

Second, I too cut my men’s hair to save money.  I’m no hairstylist.  That’s a fact.  But over the years I’ve refined my craft: trying to keep the hair IN the bathtub and not out, giving my “signature cut” to the sides and humming one or two 80’s hairband songs.  Now that Travis’ hair is long, this chore doesn’t happen as often as it used to.  Something we’re all probably better off for.

Which brings me to my third point.  Just like Ashley, I too have screwed up my kid’s hair with clippers.

Flashback with me if you will.

So once upon a time I was a young mother.  This was like 5 years ago.  A long, long time.

Henry’s hair was stuck between a mullet and a hard place.  It was super fine (as baby hair tends to be) and it bugged the crap out of me.  Half had fallen out, half had stayed put and what resulted was one odd looking hairdo.

So I tried to fix it.

With clippers and raw skillz.  <-the z is necessary.

Using an electric toothbrush to distract my easily distractible 8-month old, I got to work.  Travis wanted no part.  “You don’t cut a baby’s hair.”  And especially not at home.  That’s what those overly-priced kid-themed barber shops are for.  I told him I was saving us money.  That always shuts him up.

Buzz went the toothbrush.

Buzz went the clippers.

S-it! went my mouth when the clipper guard fell off and I mowed a 2-inch hole up the side of Henry’s head.


Then I laughed.  Obviously.

And so did Travis.

Then I cried.  Obviously.

But Travis didn’t because he’s a man.

Then, in a panic, I tried to “fix it” with scissors.  You know….”blend it in.”  I can do this.


I can’t.

Damaged.  The kid was damaged goods.

Luckily he can’t remember a thing (babies are kinda dumb ya know).  Why just yesterday, he let me give him a mohawk.


Anyway, all this to say – Ashley, you’re not alone and you’re not a bad mom.  You’re just a mom.

And the exact best one for Hunter at that.

That’s how it works.

We get better as mamas, hair grows back and little babies grow into handsome, almost 6 year olds.

Don’t blink or you’ll miss it.

QUESTION:  Are you safe with a set of clippers?? Winking smile


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  1. My husband makes me cut his hair – Once I forgot the guard and as I was doing the shave up he goes, THAT FEELS COLD! I stopped and we both realized what happened… so he went to work the next day looking like he joined the Armed Forces :) Unfortunately that did not get me fired from the task.

  2. LOL. Oh dear goodness, you’re sweet my friend. Thanks for making me not feel quite so alone. ;) I will admit, the photo of Henry with the bald spot up his head made me laugh pretty good. I needed that. And yes, he’s turned into a handsome little man indeed!

  3. Haha, awesome! I cut my husband’s hair all the time now. The first time, I messed up the part around his ears terribly; it was way short compared to the rest. He rocked it anyways, and all was fine.

  4. lol!!!!! amazing! and the mohawk is too adorable anyway!! i cut jonny’s hair… but really i mean i shave his head with a razor because you can’t screw that up! itz all going anyway!

  5. Haha! I won’t cut my son’s hair but only because I’m scared I’ll really cut him! The great thing about hair (at least in young people) is that it always grows back!

  6. Hahahaha when my husband and I first started dating, he asked me to cut his hair. I agreed and it actually didn’t turn out too bad but the ENTIRE time I was cutting his hair I was freaking out that I was going to make it look horrible. I ended up cutting his hair at least half a dozen times and every single time I’m like “I’m never doing this again!!!” until I finish… and then I’m like, oh that’s not so bad haha. I refused to cut it before the wedding though! He had to see a professional for that ;)