My boys have a stylist. His name is Thai and he is straight. Let's just get that out of the way. For some odd reason it is really cheap for my kids to get their hair cut at my spa. I pay an arm and a leg and they get to hand over a few bucks and get a lollipop. I have been known to let the kids go a little too long without haircuts. See below. 
Anyway, it never fails. I enter the spa and something ALWAYS goes wrong in the car before I get there. I am usually covered in some form of sticky residue - which acts as an adhesive to the cracker crumbs that are all over Bryce when I pick him up out of his car seat. I NEVER have had my shower yet - because I make their appointment for first thing in the morning - thinking THAT will be the day I will actually be done up from head to toe before I leave the house. I usually go for the baseball cap so my stylist won't see what I HAVEN'T been doing to my hair.
Thai always lets me sit and watch while he does the boys hair. He brings me seltzer water with fresh raspberries floating in it. I feel dirty even holding the goblet. What a funny word....goblet. I am surrounded by mirrors to remind me of my state of uncleanliness. It's a total self esteem builder. Highly recommend it. Anyway, I sacrifice my own ego on their behalf. I can have my kids hair slaughtered at Supercuts - just so I can feel comfortable in my own scuzziness - or I can take the high road - go to the spa and feel like a slob.
I DO get all cute when I go in for my OWN appointments. They look at me like, "Yeah......right.....we know what you are REALLY about."
How did this become about me anyway?
This is titled, "The BOYS day at the spa."
Well - they got their haircuts. They went a bit shorter this time - love it.
Bryce sat with his arm behind the chair the entire time. It was hilarious. He was checking out the blonde chick that was getting her hair done next to him. It was as if he was saying, "Hey baby. You come here often?" 
Luckily their cuteness detracted 
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