John gets a haircut

So John hates haircuts. I mean hates them.  Whenever we’ve taken him in he cries and screams like were hurting him. And he gnashes about scaring the girls with the clippers. I’ve only witnessed it once, the other times Popi and Chris take him. Well it was no different today. But he was in desperate need of it. His hair was in his eyes and bothering them and starting to gather the waxy discharge from his ears too (yuck!).  
He needed it. So they took him. I’m so greatful to them for it because he did the same thing this time that he always does. But at least it got done. 
The picture does not show the tears but after being home long enough to get a bath and calm down.  Hopefully it won’t be as bad next time. The only time he hasn’t done that was when he got his first haircut. The only tears then were mine. She did it all scissor cut which I think helps but the did that this time too. So I don’t know. Maybe because it was in somebody’s kitchen with a little toddler friend around that he didn’t act up. Whatever it was it was the best experience so far. Hopefully one day he will get like that again.