After a meltdown ended our quest to get Coop into a Firetruck or Plane or Police car for his hair cut, we decided that daddy's lap was the best seat. It was still pretty intense, but there were moments of calm.
And after we went to the farmer's market and rode the little train. :)
At lunch he informed us "I did get ny haircut, but I did get skeered and did cry. But not all cry."
You did great, Buddy.
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