5 Shameless Tips for Surviving Your Toddler’s First Haircut

Tiny humans are weird about things. What we as adults would give our right arm for, they’ll thrash and scream about as if we’ve offered to immolate them. A trip to the hairdressers is one such ridiculous instance. Here’s how to make it less tortuous—for everyone.

Shameless Tips for Surviving Toddler's First Haircut

Bribe ‘em

This is probably in direct contravention of a cardinal parenting code, but dangling some small carrot in exchange for a less painful hairdressing experience is well worth it for plenty mums and dads. Don’t overspend, don’t feel bad, and don’t make it a huge deal. A pound store item usually does the trick just fine to seal the deal of cooperation.

Hand over the screen

Another rule-breaker—resorting to tech to solve your problems; but seriously, giving your kid something to zone in on and keep their lobster claws from flailing amongst the scissor blades should be praised as a totally safe, and good, thing. Assuage your guilt by choosing something educational—or not—it apparently doesn’t make much difference, anyway.

Sugar

One more for your parenting black book—when all else fails, stuff a treat in their grubby little mitts. Preferably one that takes at least the length of a haircut to chew through.

Location, location 

It’s pricey, but sometimes a kids-exclusive hair salon can make all the difference for your young one’s perception of things. The barber chairs are usually designed like super-fun racing cars, animals, etc. and the stylists are well-versed in coaxing little beasties into submission. Win-win. Alternatively, if your lil’ tyke is especially anxious about the whole thing, have someone come to hit home to sort the ‘do in a comfortable, familiar setting.

Forget about it 

Ultimately, if your kid’s hair doesn’t get cut, it’s no big deal. They aren’t due for a work interview for at least the next decade, and you can always make use of a tackle box of hair accessories to keep stray locks out of their face. If the hair is washed and combed—at least occasionally—and nobody’s sobbing, you’re doing good.

Via Romper