For whatever reason, Bentley has hated (until yesterday) getting his haircut. He found the experience very disturbing. Kara was lucky to have a friend, Natalie, who does haircuts in her home. The woman has nerves of steel. It's incredible what she can put up while still giving a good cut.
For the first few haircuts Kara tried bribing Bentley with chocolate chips or even M&Ms. That worked to distract him for a few haircuts, but after a year or so, he refused the chocolate. He didn't want to be distracted. He felt the need to pay close attention to the lady with the scissors. Needless to say haircuts started stretching further and further apart.
Yesterday, before Kara went to Natalie's for the boys' haircuts, she asked Bentley to be nice to Natalie. And he was. It was that simple. Right--a number of factors had to come together first. The moon was almost full, it was a military holiday, and (most importantly) Jake came along to share the trauma. Share? Heck, Jake was the sacrificial lamb. Bentley suggested to his mom that Jake go first. That's what brothers are for.
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