Haircut at the Cilan
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.”
Shopping Ban
“Daddy said he is not taking me to Giant anymore.”
“Why?”
“Because I am mean to the food.”
“How are you mean to the food?”
“Picking it up, squeezing it…”
Asking First
“Joseph go downstairs and put on your blue velcros, I’ll be down in a minute.” Joseph goes downstairs. It is quiet. “MOM!” he yells, then starts talking. I call down, “I’ll be down in a minute!” More talking. I come down a few minutes later and Joseph is sitting at the counter, very still. Looking back over his shoulder, he explains himself…
“It was peach,” he says. An an empty container is practically spinning on the counter in front of him and he has a glob of yogurt on the tip of his nose.
“You had a yogurt?”
“Yes.”
“You know you are supposed to ask before you get stuff out of the refrigerator by yourself, right? We keep those for lunches.”
“I know but I was hungry for yogurt. I waited and I was still hungry. I asked you but you didn’t say anything, so I waited, then I thought about it then I got the yogurt and ate it.”
“Joseph, if I’m upstairs I can’t hear you. I don’t want to yell back and forth through the house. Either you come up to where I am or wait until I come down.”
“Okay. …Can I still watch your phone in the car?” (he gets to do this is he has a well-behaved and cooperative morning)
“I’ll think about it. We’ll see how the rest of the morning goes.”
“Next time, ask first.”
“I did ask.” Touché.
“Next time, ask and wait for the answer first.”
“Okay, I will.”
It was peach...
A Thousand Questions
Mommy, what’s a dresser?
The furniture that holds your clothes.
What’s clothes?
What you are wearing.
What’s wearing?
I get the feeling you are asking questions for no reason, is that true?
Yes.
Cookie Season
After cookie season…strawberry season! After strawberry season, milk season!
Shoes
Mom, let’s get all the shoes and figure out what size they are and how big they are and organize them by subject.
By subject? What does that mean?
I don’t know!
Are you talking about books in a library!
No. Shoes.
Oh.
Our Baby
“Our baby is sooooo cute. Look at her chubby cheeks!”
Compliments
“Mommy, that is a nice skirt you have on there. I’m very generous.”
Cold Popsicles
We are having red popsicles. Joseph takes a bite, shivers and requests a glass of hot water. I give it to him. “Ahhhhhh,” he says, sipping between bites. “This takes the cold away.”
Safety Concerns
Me: Joseph, do you have any questions about the baby?
Joseph: What if she tries to eat a worm?
Me: Well, we have to teach her not to eat it.
Joseph: Ok.
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