Bald and Beautiful

Last night, Stacey and I found a coupon in the paper for 1/2 off a haircut, so we loaded Hunter and Ryan in the van and proceeded to get them a haircut. Both boys were in desperate need of a haircut. Ryan, however, was not too excited about getting a haircut. He loves his hair - he loves people combing his hair and making it perfect and he even loves to come his own hair. Ryan is very particular about his hair and will always check it before we leave the house, especially when going to church or school. So, the first thing Ryan told us after we announced he was getting a haircut was "They can only cut my sides and my back." He showed us exactly where his hair could be cut. Well, we showed up to the barbershop and Stacey proceeded to tell the lady how she wanted the boy's hair to be cut. She asked who wanted to go first and both Ryan and Hunter suggested the other should go first. Ryan finally stepped up to go first to show us how brave he was. He struts over to the barber chair and tells the lady the same thing he told us "Cut my sides and my back." She tells him that she needs to take a little off the top. He reluctantly agrees. The lady begins cutting his hair off the sides and we notice Ryan closely watching how she cuts his hair. We can tell that Ryan is not happy with all the hair that was cut off the sides, but it appears that he is fine with that as long as he still has hair on top. All of the sudden, the lady runs the clippers through the top of his hair and Ryan lets out a blood-curdling scream, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Stacey and I run over to him and Stacey is trying to get the lady to stop, but it is too late. When Ryan screams, the lady freaks out because she thinks she has hurt Ryan, but he is upset about his hair. Tears are streaming down his face and he is crying uncontrollably. He tells the lady that he wants her to put his hair back on, but of course that isn't going to happen. Stacey and I are trying not to laugh at our bald son and his passion for his hair. We are trying to console him and trying to stiffle our laughs. Finally, we get Ryan calmed down and the lady is able to finish his hair cut, but he is completely bald and hates his hair. The first thing he asks when he is finished, "Can I wear a hat to church?" Stacey and I feel so bad that we decide to take him Target to buy a matchbox car for him. Before we go into Target he asks if he can wear his coat (which he had not been wearing all night). He puts his coat on and then he puts the hood over his head. He wears his coat that way the whole time he is in Target. When we get home, he will not take his coat off and show his Grandma his haircut. Poor boy! He is going to have some trouble going to church and school this week. But he looks so cute with his nearly bald head!