Last May I convinced Ryan to let me use the clippers while cutting his hair. He is afraid of them, but he let me use them this time since I convinced him the haircut would go much faster. It was going beautifully until he suddenly jerked his head and the clippers cut a big chunk out of the front of his hair. I tried to cover it up, but there was nothing I could do but buzz his whole head. I cried! He didn't look like my baby anymore; he looked so much older!
Anyway, that was six months ago, and his hair was finally in need of another cut. He freaked out about the clippers again, so I mostly had to use scissors, but at least he got a decent trim. His haircut is far from perfect, but I really prefer him with more rather than less hair. Oh, and he did let me use the clippers on his neck...yippee!