haircut

today i decided that i was done with noah's shag and told him that in the afternoon we would go get his haircut. 

i called the salon and made an appointment for 3:30.

he fell asleep at 2:25. 

i had to wake him at 3:10 and he was none too pleased.

i told him if he sat nicely and got his hair cut we'd go to lucie's (a lovely bakery next door to the salon) and he would get to pick out a treat.

so we went.

he was okay. he sat mostly still and though he was a bit grumpy, we survived and he came out with a decent haircut.

i suppose he actually did quite well because the woman beside us watched for a minute and then asked how old he was. we didn't get a chance to chat further but i'm guessing she thought he was doing well (that or she thought i was some extravagant woman for taking my 3 year old son to get his haircut at a salon - but people - i cannot cut hair. trust me.).

so now he looks like his daddy.