Ever since their first trip to the hair salon, my boys have enjoyed playing barber shop. During the last trimester of my pregnancy with Ollie, I remember crashing out on the couch with 2 little boys patiently combing my hair. Aside from the occasional yank and yelp, it actually was quite relaxing. I'm a big sucker for anyone playing with my hair. Today Finn was trying to do my hair and asked me to remove the pink thing. I told him that the pink thing was called a rubber band and he said "there's 2 kinds of vans--one that you ride in and a rubber-van for your hair". I snickered, but did not correct him.
He then started twisting my hair around his fingers and snipping just like our hair guy does. I asked him "How did you know how to do that?" To which he responded " I don't know, I just figured it out".