First Haircut

It was finally time. As much as we hated to see the cute little girl curls go. Little Lady needed a cut. Every morning there was a screaming battle over having to get her hair brushed so it really was time. I made an appointment the day before for her, so we had time to prepare. She cried while I made the appointment. This was not looking like it would be a good experience. We went home and practiced what it was like. She eventually was ok with the idea of it. We left the house 30 minutes before our appointment. The salon is right outside of our neighborhood gate... less than 5 minutes to walk there. We had to stop every few minutes while she got ready. She needed to think about it as she said. So eventually we made it there. She was ready until they pulled the cape out. Somehow I had completely forgotten about the cape. She did not want it and refused to wear it. It is also when the tears started. She had to sit on Daddy's lap. Eventually we calmed the tears enough to get it down and she looks adorable! We then went to dinner at her favorite place, the pizza place around the corner to celebrate. It was a very interesting experience!

Like I said she had to psych herself up for this event

Getting better

Ok Here we go!

All Done!