Barbershops, Take 2

Last month I shared our experience with the racist barber. You can imagine the entourage's reactions when I announced that it was once again haircut time. I know we needed to just love on that hateful man, but I weighed the pros and cons and decided Etienne deserved a good experience, not another teachable one. So off to the new barber we went. As soon as we walked into "Criss Cross" we met eyes with a familiar face. A little over a year ago, when we took E for his first haircut, a very nice man at the black barber school spent almost 2 hours patiently teaching me how to wash, oil and pick out Etienne's hair (while E, jabbering kinyarwandan mixed with tears, climbed the walls). Then he graduated and we never saw him again. We walked into the new place and he was our barber! He recognized us immediately and when he heard E talking, he began to cry. He told us he'd thought of us and always wondered how Etienne was doing and he could see how loved Etienne was now. What a gift! It is SO COOL how God loves us. There were 4 other very welcoming men and as Etienne got his haircut, Blake sat across from him, requesting a "twin" look. The man raised his eyebrows but went along with it. As you can see, Blake looks something like a mix of "Lloyd" from Dumb and Dumber and Eminem the rapper. I'm not too thrilled about that but over the moon that Blake and E want to be twins and that we finally have a barbershop full of friends. Betcha can't tell them apart. PS If you look close, Etienne is also missing some eyebrow. This is a result of he and B winking at each other throughout their simultaneousness haircuts.