There is a custom observed by ultra-Orthodox Jews, which is that a boy does not get a haircut until age 3, and then the first haircut is celebrated, with everyone getting a snip. The party is actually quite fun. My husband and I and our families are mostly Modern Orthodox, and we don’t follow that custom, so our son was 2 at his first haircut. We did try to have a mini celebration with my in-laws and everyone getting a snip. Only problem was that my poor boy was frightened and wouldn’t sit still, so the haircut, while decent, was way less-than-perfect. My mom (who couldn’t be there) said that we should’ve gone to a barber who would’ve done a better job. I said that my son was too frightened for anyone to do the job right, and a barber would’ve just given up too fast.
Two weeks before preschool started, I decided to give my son another haircut and prove that we didn’t need the barber. This time, we did it right. We did it at 10:30 a.m., which is when my son is usually happy and calm. Since my daughter needed a trim, I cut her hair first so that he could see that it’s not so terrible (my daughter loves when I cut her hair, so it’s easy). I also promised cookies for both children if they cooperated. My son sat in my husband’s lap and let me do a much better haircut than the first one. He was still too restless to sit still for a really precise job, but this haircut was much better. Both children earned their cookies.
Now for two funny stories… My daughter was constantly pushing her hair out of her eyes, so I always had to use ponytails, pigtails, and/or barrettes to pull it back. I was still under the idea that curly hair shouldn’t wear bangs, so I wasn’t sure about it, but finally, I decided to try. The funny part came when I suggested cutting bangs. Normally, my daughter likes haircuts, but she didn’t want this “because it’s gonna hurt.” Luckily, I realized what she meant, and I explained that I wouldn’t actually bang her head. I told her exactly what I wanted to do, and she let me do it. The bangs came out beautifully, and now, the ponytails, pigtails, and barrettes are options, not necessities. I liked her bangs so much that I decided to cut some for myself. Strangely enough, they look really good, and I’m not pushing my own hair out of my face all the time.
Second funny story… Despite my success in cutting my children’s hair, my husband didn’t want me to cut his hair. But then I discovered that our financial situation is really bad, and I had a couple of sobfests over it. My husband saw the second one, and he was wonderful about it, trying to calm me down and assuring me that we’d get through it. Then he told me that he was going to the barber, and I played my trump card- “I’m panicking here and you want to spend that money and not let me try for free?” I assured him that I wouldn’t take off too much and that the worst that would happen was that he’d have to go to the barber anyway. He finally agreed.
That afternoon, I cut his hair. Since he sat still for me, I first cut all the hair, then I tapered the ears. Then, he asked me to cut the nape area a bit shorter, so I did. It didn’t take very long, and I brushed him off. Then he stood, and I took a good look at his face, and (liking what I saw) I told him that “as of now, I’m your barber.” Then I told him to go to the bathroom and look in the mirror. He did, and he smiled with real pleasure and told me that I did a good job and that he would trust me to do it again.
I understand why stylists don’t recommend cutting your own hair, but cutting your family’s hair is wonderful, and I’m hooked.