We went to a real salon to get Josh's hair cut today. The first couple of times he needed his hair cut when he was little we tried to go to some of those kids salons. They totally botched it. So I started doing it. While I think I've managed to do a pretty decent job, it has always been a fight, and not having the right tools, or training, I was never able to do the best of jobs. So I got fed up and made an appointment at a real salon. The one I found here (that I love! Hooray for finding a place to get my hair cut, another sign ATL may be home...) is the same one that I get my hair cut, and is an Aveda salon. If you ever need to find a great salon, search for an Aveda salon, their stylists are trained incredibly well.

Anyways, I will never cut Josh's hair again. I walked into the salon expecting to be embarrassed with the scene he would make at a nicer place (thus the 9:00 appointment time). Imagine my surprise when we left the salon about a half an hour later having not heard one peep of whining, crying or complaining. That has to be some sort of record for him! It has most certainly never occurred during a haircut. Not only that, but his hair looks so handsome. I was one proud mommy.

Hope everyone has a SUPER Bowl!

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