Experiment

This morning we had planned to go to Portos, which is one of our favorite places for sweets. A thought popped into my head and we decided it would be a good opportunity to get your haircut. We’ve been keeping it pretty short for the last year or so. So we went to the barbershop just down the street from Portos. I asked you several times over if you were going to cry when you got your haircut and of course you said no. When we got there, only one person was ahead of us. Finally, it was your turn. Your mom had this “experimental idea” to let you sit in the chair by yourself. Normally, I’ve had you sit in my lap because you tend to squirm and move a lot while the barber is trying to cut your hair. Not this time my friend. You sat on the booster seat and then the cape was draped over you. On came the cutting sound of the clippers and instantly down came the tears. What a shock! You started moving and whining about getting your haircut. But wait, you told me that you weren’t going to cry. Here’s my surprised look (enter sarcastic image of my face). So I did my best to distract you by saying things that you currently like to say. These include Puddy pop, nasaya, mooka, and various other Vladimir phrases. It worked. In conjunction with your mom, we were able to keep your mind off getting your haircut for the most part and you did really well the rest of the way. Soon enough, you were done and looked like a handsome little man. Great job!


Afterwards, we went to Portos and you received your beloved bread and juice. An even bigger reward would come soon after. We had pulled out our inflatable pool from the shack in the back and took it to the gas station to fill up with air. It took us four dollars, but it was so much quicker than using the old foot pump. Well, guess what? It wouldn’t fit in the Highlander. So, since we were only about half a mile away from the house, I decided I would just carry it home. There I went, darting across the gas station, then across the street with this inflatable pool at my side. The sight of me trying to carry this must have been pretty funny. I was hoping your mom would have recorded some of the chaos. I didn’t care. I was already sweaty from a run I had in the morning. I didn’t make it far before you mom pulled over and said we should plop it on top of the car and just hold on it. Good idea! So we were able to do this until we made it home. Phew! We then proceeded to scrub it down and get the filth out. Then I had to use the foot pump to fill up the air that had seeped out. Finally it was ready to go. We threw you into the shower and then began to fill up the pool. It wasn’t even a quarter done when you came back out and wanted to jump in. So that’s exactly what you did. This was a very hot day, but the water was very cold as well. You didn’t care. You started jumping and diving right in. Next was your mom. She wasn’t the brave soul that you were and it took some convincing to get her to finally belly flop in. Lastly, I made my way in and boy was it cold. I don’t know how you were able to do it. I gritted my teeth and went down. It was very chilly. We hung out for a while and you couldn’t have had more fun. I’m sure we’ll get some more use out of the pool since summer just started. When we were done, we participated in another fun family activity; a family nap! Well, that was quite the fun first half of our weekend. Adios amigo!

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