Saturday, July 9, 2011


I took the Johnathon and David to get their hairs cut today. Very overdue. Especially for David.

He was enjoying his hair being longer. Me, not so much. But, he didn't give me too much grief about going to get his cut. (Thank you, David.)

Mama Bear came out while we were there.

Have I ever mentioned that I am a HUGE Mama Bear? I do not like people being rude to my children, especially when my children are being very polite.

So, we went to the barber shop that we have been taking the boys to for the past 7 years. There's a fairly new guy who obviously doesn't like kids. He's rather unkind to the kids, even when they aren't in his chair. As we arrived, our favorite guy was already doing another man's hair and had another man waiting for him. So this man told Johnathon to get in his chair. I hesitated, but the man insisted. Hmmm... this should be interesting I thought.

Since he volunteered to do it, I thought perhaps the man would be on his best behavior. But he wasn't. I eventually had to step in and remind him that someone else could finish the job if needed.

He seemed surprised by my assertiveness. I wasn't mean or rude. I simply reminded him that there was no need for him to be so unkind to my son. He had volunteered to do the job. We were perfectly willing to wait for someone else. He was quiet as he finished the rest of the hair cut. Quiet is fine. The hair cut looked nice.

He left immediately after finishing Johnathon's hair cut and told the other man not to charge us for it. I still paid. I was not looking for a free hair cut. I just wanted Johnathon to be treated respectfully. He deserves that. We all do.

By the way, the pictures were by Deborah. :) Oh, and if you're wondering ... yes, we will go back to this barber shop. Why? Because, there are still other people who work there that do a great job. And, who knows, maybe this man too will be kinder next time. We'll see.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Today I took Deborah and Johnathon to the pool to swim. Deborah is 4 years old. She normally asks me to put her "swimmies" on as soon as we get there. They are water wings or floaties, whatever you might call them, they help her to stay afloat since she hasn't learned to swim.

Last summer she had started putting her face under water but this summer she has been very reluctant to get her face wet at all.

Today as soon as she arrived she immediately got into the pool, pool sandals and all. (When I bought her last pair of sandals I called them "pool sandals" meaning that they'd be good to wear to the pool. She has decided that means they'd be good to wear in the pool.) No floaties. No swimmies. No floation devices.

Since I'd love to have her work on swimming skills, I simply reminded her that she should blow bubbles if she goes under water. Within just a few minutes, she was walking under the water and blowing bubbles.

It was fun to see her confidence soaring so high today. I can't wait to see what she does tomorrow!