First and Last Haircuts

Our wedding day
Our wedding day

She asks me why, why I’m just a hairy guy.
I’m hairy noon and nighty night night, my hair is a fright.
I’m hairy high and low, but don’t ask me why, cause he don’t know.
It’s not for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead.

Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair.

The last photo I took of Mr Loco
The last photo I took of Mr Loco February 2014

Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen.
Give me down to there hair, shoulder length or longer hair
Here baby, there, momma, ev’rywhere, daddy, daddy.

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, hair. Flow it, show it, long as I can grow it, my hair.

His last haircut
His last haircut- May 2012

Mr Loco recently let his hair grow out. It is funny when people who only know him as Daddy Loco with long hair see pictures of him pre-baby. His hair was high and tight. He decided while I was pregnant that he was not going to get a haircut until Baby Loco got her first haircut. He came up with this brilliant idea when I was about halfway through my pregnancy. I reminded him that I was BALD as a baby and didn’t really have hair until I was two years old. I remember saying “It could be YEARS before she needs a haircut!” Mr Loco loved the idea even more. He was going to donate his hair when they went for their first haircuts.

The day Baby Loco was born
The day Baby Loco was born with NO HAIR

I must admit that for a chunk of time, I was not too sure about the idea of Mr Loco not getting a haircut. The man had A LOT of hair. Wild hair. For the longest time it did not grow down, it grew out. He had spectacular bed head. I regret not documenting the crazy morning hair Mr Loco could produce. It was EPIC. He lived in his Tigers cap for a while. Finally, there was a magical day when his hair was finally manageable. I breathed a giant sigh of relief that day. I loved his hair short but I quickly grew attached to his long locks. They curled like I wished mine would. I am admittedly a hair twirler. I would twirl his hair. It entertained me. He was finally able to pull it back into a ponytail if he wanted to tame it. I taught him the long hair trick of combing your hair with conditioner in it and he splurged on ponytail holders and combs so he could stop stealing mine. We joked that Baby Loco would soon be “doing” his hair and he would be sporting barrettes and pigtails. He loved the idea and was ready to let her do his hair however she saw fit.

someone has loads of hair and someone has NONE
This is why I adore him so
This is why I adore him so

Baby Loco liked to grab on to his hair when he carried her on his shoulders. She also liked to grab a handful of chest hair or any hair for that matter. I have never heard Mr Loco squeal more than when Baby Loco had a handful of hair. His face would twist up and he was unable to produce words just painful sounds. Let’s admit it, he was a hairy guy. She got the upper hand a few times without even knowing what she was doing.

They let me know that Mr Loco would need a haircut before they performed surgery. In an effort to save his life, they were going to cut all of his hair off- the hair he had been growing for almost two years! I told Mr Loco I loved him and off they went for surgery. I asked for a pair of scissors and a private space and I gave Baby Loco her first haircut while her daddy was getting his haircut. It was not how we had pictured it but they got their first and last haircuts together. I think Baby Loco has a few more years before she is in need of a second haircut.

Baby Loco gets her first haircut
Baby Loco gets her first haircut

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