Bubba, my eight-year-old son, was looking a little shaggy. "Mama, I want to go to the barber!" He said.
"Can't we just go to Great Clips? It would be faster," I said.
"No, Mama. We have to go to the barber."
I didn't feel like arguing, so I took him there. The barber is located in the quaint downtown area of Loveland, Ohio. It always feels like you're stepping back in time when you go. And walking into the barber shop is no different. The barber is a nice old man who wears one of those white barber smocks. Cans of brylcreem and aftershave line the shelves. You wouldn't believe it unless you saw it.
Anyway, the man cut my son's hair. When he was done, he asked my boy if he wanted a shave.
"I don't have whiskers yet," Bubba answered.
The barber looked closely. "You have peach fuzz. Those are going to turn into whiskers pretty soon."
Bubba took a closer look in the mirror. "Hmm," he said. "I'm going to keep an eye on that peach fuzz, and as soon as I see a whisker, I'll be back for a shave!"
In case I'm not here tomorrow, I'd like to wish everyone who celebrates Easter a very Happy Easter!
Hopefully it's still some years before he needs that shave.ReplyDelete
Have a wonderful Easter, Sherry!
That's what I'm hoping, too! I hope you and your wife have a wonderful Easter, too!Delete
That's a cute comment from Bubba. Our boys like to grow beards when it gets cold. But Brendan only likes the whiskers that have a reddish tinge to them. The ordinary blonde ones don't get much fanfare.ReplyDelete
It's going to be so weird when Bubba gets whiskers and has to shave!Delete
Don't grow up too fast, Bubba. Mama needs her boy.ReplyDelete
Yes, Bubba. Listen to Janie!Delete
Thanks for another cheery story Sherry,ReplyDelete
Happy Easter to you also and may it be a peaceful one,
I hope you have a beautiful Easter, too!Delete
I tried to visit your blog, and briefly saw your poem tribute to Arlee. I couldn't comment, but I wanted to let you know how special that was. How nice and appropriate that your first post honored Arlee!Delete
Hope your blog issue gets fixed!
Aw, so cute! Have a wonderful Easter, Sherry!ReplyDelete
You too, Dana!Delete
Shaving is such a pain in the butt, hate it. Sadly we don't realize that at his age.ReplyDelete
He'll find out soon enough!Delete
Made me smile! Happy Easter!ReplyDelete
Oh, that's so cute! We have a barber shop like that where I live also, but we've never taken my boys to it. They laugh whenever we walk by it because it's named Denny's, and they think of our cat. :) Love the whiskers part of your story!ReplyDelete
Ha! Yeah, I guess whiskers would make them think of a cat, especially since your cat's name is Denny!Delete
Boys always want to grow whiskers and men always complain about shaving them! Happy EasterReplyDelete
Funny, isn't it? Have a wonderful Easter!Delete
Have a happy Easter, Sherry :)ReplyDelete
Thanks, Arni. You too!Delete
Aorable comment from Bubba! What a cutie, make sure he is back when the fuzzs grows into whiskers!ReplyDelete
And I'm sure he'll be back!Delete
Lol! Did I miss the 'd' in adorable? Sorry!ReplyDelete
I knew what you meant! ;)Delete
How cute. I hope it's quite some time before he has to worry about shaving any whiskers.ReplyDelete
What a great answer, Bubba.ReplyDelete
Hope you had a great Easter, Tracy!Delete
Interresting blogs also garden , greeting from BelgiumReplyDelete
Hi, Louisette. Thanks for visiting. Hope you stopped by my other blog - it's all about gardens and gardening!Delete
Shave and a haircut.ReplyDelete
Aw, cute! That barber shop sounds like a neat place to go, even if it is less convenient than Great Clips!ReplyDelete
It is a neat place to go. We just had a bit of a wait since there's only one barber.Delete
Happy Easter, Sherry! Cute story...ReplyDelete
Hope you had a great Easter, MJ!Delete