I finally took Sawyer to get his hair cut. I figured when other kids started calling him "she" it was time. I have no emotional attachment to him having longer hair - I just put it off because he hates it so much and I am embarrassed by his fits.
The children's salon I found was so much fun. He sat in a train, had a toy train in his hand, and watched trains on tv while she cut away. She was quick and efficient and Sawyer even let her use the trimmers around his ears. We were in and out in 15 minutes and oh my goodness why did I wait so long? I would even go so far as to say he enjoyed it.
Maybe because I bribed him with a cupcake?