Hi Hivers!
So this happened in weekend... me, my hubby, and our little tornado (aka our 4-year-old son, Xansus) went to the barbershop. Yup. All three of us. Because apparently, it’s THAT big of a mission when your toddler needs a haircut 😂
It’s been suuuper hot lately and Xansus has this thick hair na parang helmet. Like fr, his head looks like he’s always ready to ride a motorbike lmao. His classroom has no aircon (just an electric fan barely doing its job), so yeah — haircut time it is!
We always go to Maxiserve Barbershop. Why? Cause they're the kiddie whisperers of barbers. Super chill dudes who know how to handle kids who act like they're auditioning for American Ninja Warrior
When we arrived, the place was kinda packed. We waited like 30 minutes. I was already praying to all the saints in heaven, “Please Lord, let my child sit still for once in his life.”
And then… our turn.
ROUND 1: THE CHAIR STRUGGLE
So the barber chair is obviously built for grown-up butts. Not 4-year-old ones. My son looked like a lil bean in that giant chair. His feet were hanging, arms flying, and he was spinning like a DJ on Friday night
The barber had to bring out this random wooden chair and place it on top of the barber chair. So now we have a chair-on-chair situation. Stacking furniture just to cut a toddler’s hair. Very normal. Very chill. Not chaotic at all. 👍
ROUND 2: THE "WHAT NUMBER?" CONFUSION
Barber: “Ma’am, what number cut po si baby?”
Me: “Uhmm… huh?? Number??” 😬
Barber: “Yes ma’am, like number 1, 2, 3…”
Ma’am me: “Uhhh okay. Just make it clean and short.”
Barber: “Yes ma’am pero need number.”
So I panicked and blurted, “Number 1!” without thinking.
BIG MISTAKE.
Apparently, number 1 is like an army cut. As in, bald but make it fashion. Too late now! The clippers were on and buzzing and my son was about to look like he just got recruited by the military
ROUND 3: DISTRACTION ATTEMPTS (a.k.a. MOM LEVEL 9000)
Okay. Now we’re in the danger zone.
My son is seated. The barber is ready. Clippers in hand. We just need ONE THING…
FOR. HIM. TO. STAY. STILL.
Guess what? He didn’t. 😩
Attempt 1:
The barbers started singing The Wheels on the Bus (bless them for trying). At first, Xansus was vibing. Then he started SINGING. Then DANCING. Then BOUNCING.
Me: “OMG STOP MOVINGGG!!”
But no, my son was having a mini concert on the chair-stack-throne.
Attempt 2:
We tried to hold him gently. Didn’t last 30 seconds. He squirmed like a worm dipped in soy sauce. Took off his slippers. Kicked one away. Almost hit another customer. I was sweating like I ran a marathon in Manila heat 🥵
Attempt 3:
I pulled out the holy grail… my phone.
I opened his fave show (Blippi, I think? Or Cocomelon? Idk at this point my brain was mush). He finally stared at the screen… for 7 seconds. Then he tilted his head weirdly to see better. So the barber started chasing his head like: clip, tilt, clip, tilt 😂
My husband had to help hold his chin steady, like a tiny wiggly baby goat being groomed for a pageant 😭
ROUND 4: THE BARBER IS A HERO
Guys. Let me just say. This barber deserves a gold medal. No joke.
He was smiling the whole time, didn’t lose patience, even joked with my son, and somehow — miraculously — got the haircut done. With clippers. On a moving target. While singing. Legend status unlocked.
I was ready to cry tear of joy.
BONUS ROUND: HUBBY GETS A HAIRCUT TOO
While all this chaos was happening, my husband was chillin’ in the corner like, “Hmm might as well get a haircut too.”
So he sat, got a quick trim, and was done in like 10 mins. Meanwhile, I was still bribing my son with ice cream if he just stops kicking the barber’s stomach pls 😭
PRICE TIME 💸
In Maxiserve:
Regular haircut is ₱80
My husband paid ₱100 (he got a lil extra shave and clean-up)
I paid ₱150 for my son coz extra effort daw (which, fair TBH — kuya went thru WWIII just to cut 1 head of hair)
Honestly? WORTH EVERY PESO. The amount of patience, care, and skill these barbers have? 👏👏👏 Give these men a raise!!!
AFTER PARTY (a.k.a. Ice Cream Reward)
After the haircut, we bought ice cream for my son as a “thank you for not biting the barber” gift 😂 He was so happy, totally forgot he just lost 75% of his hair. I asked him, “Do you like your haircut?” and he just said, “YES! I have ice cream!” 🍦
Cool cool. Glad that’s what matters, son.
TO ALL MOMS OUT THERE: YOU ARE NOT ALONE ✊
if your toddler turns into a possessed jellybean every time you go to the barbershop, same sis, same. You're doing amazing. Whether your kid ends up with a perfect cut or a lopsided one, what matters is: you survived. 💪
Here are my pro tips for next time:
- Bring snacks
- Bring phone + cartoons ready
- Wear clothes you don’t mind getting hair all over
- Bring patience (like… 3 gallons)
- Choose barbers who aren’t scared of toddlers 💀
- And most importantly… take pics afterwards. So in 10 years, you can show your now-teenage son what he put you through 😂
Anyway, that’s our chaotic yet wholesome haircut adventure. 10/10 would do it again (but like… not next week please, I need recovery time LOL).
Have you ever experienced this? Pls share your stories, let’s cry-laugh together 🤣
Thanks for reading!
- Rose Rixon
Note: All photos are mine and edited in Canva.