The parents of the boys that I nanny for asked if I could bring them to get haircuts. My mom cuts their hair. She was once a hair dresser and has a little shop in her home. She is known as “Haircut Nana”.
It is usually a good time. The boys love her and she gives them ice cream cake and attention.
Well it was time to go to “Haircut Nana’s” and George did NOT want to go. He was in a mood. He decided to come knowing if he stayed home he would be bored and Clay would have all the fun.
We arrived at my moms and it was dark inside her home. It felt off. The boys went in first and then my mom met me at the door. She told me one of her friends had passed away the day before. A close friend.
I should have left with the boys. But instead I acted selfishly and wanted my mom to pull it together and cut their hair anyways.
As you can imagine…it turned disastrous pretty quick. Clay’s haircut went fine but then when George got in the chair she nicked his ear with the scissors. No blood but it was enough to send George off in a tizzy and my mom just felt horrible!
I felt horrible!! George and my mom – we were all a mess.
Clay was not. He sat kindly and was my rock of love.
There are so many better ways I could have handled this situation. But I was in to much of a rush thinking about what “I” wanted to “get done” for the boys and their parents. My driving force was not love at that moment..it was self centered fear.
I apologized to my mom.
This was a lesson for me to slow the “f***k” down. The most loving action will be the most understanding one. If I am moving to fast on self will I cannot understand anything or anyone.
Maybe we all could have just had a piece of ice cream cake and helped her feel better. No haircuts necessary.
Today is a new day and I am taking this lesson with me.