My aunt Peg was in town and had cut my hair for my first hair cut. So it was only fitting for her to do Robbie's as well. While he didn't really need a hair cut, he could use a trim. He enjoyed having the wet comb go though his hair and wanted to dunk it and comb his own hair. He was a little more typical when it came to actually cutting his hair. Every time Peg was about to make a cut he would move his head. He didn't like having his hair tugged on when she was about to do the actual cutting, plus we think it tickled him a little. Eventually I had to help hold his head still so we could do at least some trimming, he didn't like that at all. Holding his head only went so far, so to keep him calm enough to finish as best she could Robbie got some mommy milk. That was a first for Peg, she had never cut hair of a child that was nursing.
