Purcellville lacks many things…character, town planning, decent eateries, and a place to get a kids’ hair cut, to name a few. Saturday afternoon we were in search of the last one. Molly’s Cut N’ Crew went out of business (stupid name anyway), and the 2 barber shops were closed. Apparently everyone but me knows barber shops aren’t open on Saturdays at 1pm. I pulled up to a salon and called to ask the price of a kid’s haircut…$25. No. I said, “Joseph, not going to this place either.” He is 3 and a half, so of course, he says, “Why?” “It’s too expensive.” “Why?” “Because it is a salon.” “Where are we going? Are we going to look for another cilantro?”
We went to the Hair Cuttery, where Joseph had a surprisingly long conversation with the lady about his gator and how Santa couldn’t fit it down the chimney and Rod Redline (a Cars 2 character). He did most of the talking and I don’t think she had any idea what he was talking about. Subject and language apparently both an issue, since she apparently didn’t understand my directions and he got scalped. He didn’t seem to care, as long as there was a lollipop to he had at the end. There was. His only comment about it to grandma later: “I got my hair cut, so I can’t dig around in it anymore.”
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