Sniff, sniff...another milestone. My baby got her first haircut today. She sat up in that big ole chair with that big ole cape on and didn't move an inch while Crystal cut her hair. She had this look on her face of awe and amazement (with the little mouth slightly open) that she was finally getting to do something that big sissy does all the time. You could tell she felt like big stuff up in that chair. She craves independence, and she throws a fit when mommy denies her the right to do something she doesn't need to be doing. Her haircut looks adorable...unfortunately, I have no pics yet of the final result. Our camera died, but Crystal had her camera handy and let us borrow it for a few shots. Thank you Crystal!!! We are going to have to work to keep a bow in the hair while it grows out a little cause she looks like a little boy from certain angles.
This also brought back memories of the day Ella got her first haircut too. She was exactly 1 year. We took her on her birthday to get her haircut and then afterwards to McDonalds for her first Happy Meal. Ella was born with a full head of hair and needed a small trim at 6 mos, but at the first official haircut daddy had to hold her and she had to be occupied with a squirt bottle, comb, and mirror.
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