Mom Buys Clippers by SheShavedMe

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Mom Buys Clippers

I was riding home in the back seat of the car with my brother and sister.
Mom was driving us while talking about summer break.
Every time summer was mentioned my brother and I would look at each other knowing what that meant for our hair.
My sister also saw the looks we shared and gave us a mocking grin knowing what might happen as well.
It was pretty much tradition for us boys of the family to get a real short shearing to kick off summer break.
I mean our friends usually got some similar treatment but it always seemed we got the shortest cut of the group.
As we were nearing the house mom then uttered what we all dreaded.
"Boys before you leave the house Im going to give you your haircuts for summer".
My sister laughed and pointed at our disappointment.
She had long brown hair that was pretty thick.
Mom saw her laughing and gave her a mean look and said "and you little miss can join them since you seem to enjoy seeing your brothers with short hair".
My sister went pale and protested slightly until mom cut her off again.
And us boys just hid our smiles.
So we finally got home and we were about to get ready to go to the barbershop when we saw mom doing something in the kitchen.
We asked what she was doing and she said "Im going to cut your hair since the barbers are charging to much right now".
Once again another round of nervous glances were had around the room.
We watch as mom set up a chair, grabbed an old sheet, and put a small bag on the counter.
She rummaged through the bag pulling out some clippers, brush, scissors, etc.
She plugged in the clippers making sure they worked.
As mom continued setting us kids explored the the bag on the counter more.
It read "Whal Balding Clipper Kit".
We didnt really know what that meant at the time but we would soon.
Going through we found what I now know is guards for the clippers.
But mom glanced up and said "hey put those back, we wont be needing those."
Finally mom was ready and got us away from her stuff.
She looked at my brother first and said "you first honey lets go".
He walked to chair and sat down.
The sheet was tied around his neck and the shearing was about to go start.
Mom fired up the clippers and they ominously hummed as I watched.
His chin was pushed to his chest and the clippers were placed at his neck.
Then mom drove them up the back of his head.
After she made the strip she pulled the clippers away and felt it with her other hand.
She said "wow this is real short. You guys are gonna really like this."
Then she continued the haircut.
After finishing the back she moved to his sideburn that I could see.
She blocked my view for a few seconds but when she moved I could finally see the damage.
The hair was completely gone.
All I saw was skin on my brothers head where she had.
I couldn't believe it.
My eyes were bulging and my brother saw my reaction and he realized that it must be bad.
I then realized that I had limited time with my own hair.
Soon I would be in my brothers place.
My sister next to me just as shocked asked "mom you're shaving them bald? Why? Please dont shave me bald for laughing in the car."
Mom just started a pass down the middle of my brothers head and said "Its not much shorter than what they normally get, and no, I wont shave you."
She added "its supposed to be hot this summer and I want their cut to last longer is all".
Mom ran the clippers over his head a couple times to make sure not a hair was left uncut.
My brother truly looked bald.
There just wasn't anything left.
Then mom announced he was done and he left the chair rubbing his shaved scalp.
I was motioned to the chair.
I was quickly caped and shaved just like my brother.
The feeling of the clippers nipping as my skin is still on my mind.
Mom went a little faster with me after some practice.
It was weird feeling the cool air on my head.
My brother watched me with the same pity I had for him.
Its not like we hated short hair but we just never had a say in what we wanted.
Maybe we liked long hair.
But anyway after a couple mins I was shaved bald and released from the chair.
Then my sister took a seat.
After a quick combing her hair was put in a pony tail.
Without much hesitation mom took the scissors and cut the pony tail off and threw it on the counter.
My sister was shocked and asked why she needed her own hair cut but mom didnt back down.
Mom carefully cut our sister's hair into a short bob.
Taking off a few more inches she had reduced her hair to her chin.
Well off her shoulders and taking her nape a bit higher.
This was the most extreme cut we had ever seen our sister have.
Then at the end mom fired up the clippers again.
Everyone but mom held their breath at the thought of what might happen.
But she just shaved her neck and nape up higher.
Then we were all dismissed to have summer fun.
My sister ran crying to her room to inspect the damage.
It really didnt look bad on her but it was just a severe change.
Same for me and my brother.
Looked fine but it was just weird seeing our white scalps exposed.
When dad got home he was shocked but happy with our cuts.
Even he got the boy treatment that night.
After supper mom took the clippers to his head and left nothing behind.
But it turns out that these haircuts were a bi-weekly thing for the whole summer.
Every time we got some decent growth going mom would call us in and it would be shaved off again.
We got used to it and it wasnt a big deal.
Even a couple of our friends got caught during haircut night and after permission was given lost their hair with us.

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