sparta will need sons.

So I made my first attempt at cutting Aidan's hair, my first time to cut anyone's hair in my life. His hair grows so fast and it isn't cooperative at all, and it's not like a girl where I could just slap it in a ponytail. I'd mentioned it to Carol a few times, because she usually cuts it, but she's been busy and I just got tired of looking at it standing up on end.

Last night I took him downstairs to the bathroom and plugged in the Peanut clippers and put the "longest" guard on it (yeah, right) and let him tool around with it. He cut some of it, but of course I still had to do it. I was hoping by letting him play with it that he'd not mind, but I still had to essentially put him on my lap and hold him down and buzz him while he hollered. Then I brought him upstairs and distracted him while I did some touch up with some kiddie scissors.
Needless to say, a fashion model he is not. Tony made numerous critical and funny comments, the best being that Aidan looks like he's going to a casting for the movie 300.