John took Buddy to get a haircut this weekend. One of the things I love about living in a small town is seeing this barber shop. I have never been in, but just seeing it makes me happy! When John recommended cutting Buddy's hair, I asked for him to go to Otto's instead of the home haircut we usually do.
doesn't that floor just make you all swoony?!?
Mr. Travis cut Buddy's hair. John said that he didn't speak to Buddy the whole time. Buddy, being the quiet sort that he is, was fine with that system. See the man getting a haircut in the background? Remember him, he comes in to play later in the story!
When Mr. Travis asked John what to do with Buddy's hair, John replied "give him the Ricky Nelson".
And Mr. Travis did just that! He put two palms full of 'tiger oil' in Buddy's hair and then combed it in.
When he was all done, the man mentioned above said "he came in looking like a girl, but he's leaving looking like a boy". Ha!
Would you just look at my little handsome man? I can't stop kissing the back of his neck. You know, that sweet spot right behind the ear?
That night we washed all of the goop out of his hair before going to bed. When I was lying with him singing and tickling his back, he wrapped himself around me like a little spider monkey and asked if I could "please, please, please just stay a little longer". That little boy holding me tight still smelled like an old man.
It made me all melty inside.
I was so tempted to rush him home and put him in a white t-shirt, jeans and some black converse. And I wanted to teach him some moves and songs from "West Side Story". You never know when you're going to need to have a 'snap-off' with some hooligans!
*Ten points AND a gold star for those of you who guess the literary reference.