The next day, we headed out to Los Feliz for the mulletectomy.
V-Train gets one last look at the beloved locks. |
The place we went was attached to a toy store, so we waited inside while they finished with the previous victim. There were bloodcurdling screams coming from inside the haircut room (seriously), so a very nervous MVP sought comfort where he could.
Yes, he was really kissing the bunny. He loves bunnies, and he kept roaming the store and returning to the bunny so he could kiss it again. "Nunny!" he exclaimed over and over. Finally it was his turn and his stylist, Nona, had him sit in his mom's lap in the haircut chair. The MVP is not known far and wide for his patience or his ability to sit still. He is known for straining against the straps of his booster seat every single night when he feels he's done eating, even though they have not once given way, so I wouldn't say we were brimming with optimism about how he'd handle the haircut.
He made fools of us all -- fools, I say! He handled it like a champ. Or an MVP, if you will. We celebrated by eating at a nearby restaurant. This was literally the very first time we've eaten a meal with the MVP at a restaurant outside of Pasadena. Another milestone.
The MVP seems happy with his new look... probably because he'll be carded less often. |
The MVP really wanted to swim with the fishes, emboldened by his newly aquadynamic head. |
2 comments:
Mateo, you look great with the hair cut. Oliver's Tia Carmen and mother had cut his hair two, three times already. Hope to see you on Sunday.
holy smokes. that is some hair on mvp's hairdresser
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