Austin was happy when we entered the shop, and was content in the waiting room. The minute we started to walk into the "trimming" area, he started to cry...and continued to cry intermittently throughout the haircut. He started crying quite fervently, but he was only lightly sobbing intermittently by the time the experience had drawn to a close.
Once he got out of the chair, he was happy again...waving good-bye to the girl who cut his hair (same chick as last time, still don't know her name), and blowing her a kiss--you know, trying to make up for his earlier tirade with a little well crafted charm.
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