A trip to the barber – a real barber!
I took Ben to the barber today. I took him to an actual barber. Someone who’s been trained to cut men’s hair. It was cool. She had a classic barber’s chair (two, actually) and she cut his hair almost entirely with the electric razor. It was great. I felt like I’d stepped back a few decades. It was great. In the end, Ben got a haircut that my grandpa would have been proud of; I know I was.