Mal’s hair is getting really long. He has phobia going to the barber as he gets frightened by the sound of the shaver. We only brought him to a barber twice when he was very very young. He cried and struggled and we realised that maybe we should cut his hair ourselves. Daddy used to shave his hair back home and even that, we need 3 people to cut his hair. One to cut and 2 to hold him down as he will cry and struggle whenever he hears the sound of the shaver. Ever since we came here, we did not attempt to cut his hair. Did try to bring him to the barber to see Daddy had his hair cut thinking that he is now older and may be more ready…. but still…he cried and clung on to Mummy for dear life.
On a bright sunny afternoon, after he woke up from his afternoon nap, had his lunch and was happy. Mummy brought him to the lawn and put him in a stool and let him put on his new apron. The apron was good as it serve as a distraction. Mummy decided to use a scissors this time. It was Mummy 1st attempt in cutting his hair. It was a success! He was good throughout the whole process and Mummy managed to give him some nice trim. It sure made both of us very proud!