the ultimate toddler torture

How do you go from this

to this in mere seconds?

Bring out the haircutting scissors. That's how.

Why is a haircut to a toddler the worst thing since, well, since rinsing the shampoo out of their hair? I don't get it.

OK, maybe I had a little bit to do with this new hatred of getting his hair cut. Last time it was a painless exercise. At least until I couldn't leave well enough alone and kept snipping at the back throughout the day. He got really annoyed when I broke out his tiny nail cutting scissors and trimmed a bit while I was reading him a bedtime story.

Alright, maybe I do get it afterall.

Unfortunately after a few sudden movements, I have some major damage control to do in the back and a little more to trim in front, but I will call it finished before the nail cutting scissors come out. I promise.