We had planned to have Johnny sit on Daddy's lap (like Robby did for his first hair cut), but that lasted about one minute. He kept reaching for me and saying, "Mommy! Mommy!"
Poor little Johnny was not a happy camper throughout this hair cut. He squirmed, screamed, and shouted, "Down! Down! Down!" I don't know how in the world Marcella managed to cut his hair without cutting off an ear, but she did just fine.
Well, this position worked for awhile. :) No more haircuts for Johnny for quite awhile!!!