Making a Difference at the Kiddie Salon
During a recent morning routine of having the children get dressed, fed, and their hair and teeth brushed I noticed that my two preschoolers were starting to look a bit more like shaggy dogs rather than actual children. “Time for the kiddie salon”, I thought to myself. I love a good trip to the salon, when it is an adult salon I am visiting where there is soft music, a refreshing beverage and copious amounts of magazines for me to read as I wait my turn. My feelings towards the kiddie salon are a bit different. I love the look of a clean-cut child. I hate the sweaty process of getting the child into the taxi cab/barber chair and using all my mommy tricks to get little ones to hold their heads still.
Our new kiddie salon is quite lovely, with a nice train table and craft room for the kids to enjoy and a wall of magazines for parents to browse. Kids watch movies on plasma screen televisions while feasting on a cup of animal crackers. It is quite the pleasant atmosphere, far from the kiddie salons of our past, and I secretly wish the children and I could just hang out there all day.
I imagine my two kiddos might experience some sort-of kiddie salon withdrawals when they reach the age of being too big for the taxi cab shaped barber chair and would rather have MTV on the plasma TV as opposed to Wonder Pets. Soon enough the children will find themselves in the normal environment of the local $uper $avers Hair-o-Rama where there is no treasure chest to choose a prize from when the haircut is finished and no one offers a choice of animal crackers or lollipop when they hop up in that salon chair. Until then, we are sticking with the kiddie salon.
I loaded my two shaggy dogs up and off we went to our kiddie salon. Tiger, my son, is a pro at haircuts and happily slurped on his lollipop while the stylist cut away at his blonde mop. Miss E., the two year old, is a newbie to the salon experience. After some hesitation, she finally agreed that she would have her hair trimmed. Fortunately the stylist did not take the continuous crying personally.
Can I just say that the lady got a bit emotional over my extra coupon, saying that her husband had just been through a layoff and every penny counted all of the sudden at their house.
I wished her best of luck, and herded my crew out the door. As I loaded my two clean-cut children into the family, I felt a smile creep across my face. Perhaps the kiddie salon is more than screaming children and rickety formed barber seats. Perhaps it is one more place for a mommy to connect positively with the outside world. Did my gift of a coupon stop world hunger? No. Did it make a difference in our troubled economy? Likely not. It did save a fellow mom out there $5 and showed her that we are all in this mothering boat together, sticky lego tables and all.
Lynley Baker Phillips is a stay-at-home mommy to two, blogger, former special education teacher, and referee in all major toy disputes. Her writings have been featured in various publications, on her blog, at Examiner.com and (most importantly) on her mother's refrigerator door. Contact her at [email protected]
Good for you 🙂 What a nice thing to do!!
Wow. That is really wonderful. Hearing how happy the woman was made tears start to fill my eyes. Sometimes I forget how hard the economy is hitting local families. How wonderful that you were able to help her. It sounds like it made both of your days:)