Saturday, March 29, 2008

Baby's First Haircut

I hate that the weekends are sometimes just as hectic as the weekdays. I'm hiding upstairs while the baby attempts to nap. As I type I can hear her speaking. Calling me. This morning when I went to get her from her crib, she was nekkid. No sleeper. No diaper. Big grin.

That aside. This week she went for her first haircut. There are plenty of Mom's that think their precious baby's can't sit still. There are also plenty of Mom's who just want to keep that baby fine hair as long as possible.

Not me. Ahem.

So here she is. Apprehensive. And. Fly-away.

The hairdresser, who has being doing the family haircuts for fourteen plus years thought I just didn't want to show my face in the picture. But really. I didn't want to have to crop it to put it up here.

The baby is crying at this point. She didn't like the cover, doggies. or. not.

That was the worst of it. She liked the "rain" and didn't mind the comb. She did object to the extra combing of dinner out of her hair. But survived.

Once it was over (and not in this picture) she was all smiles. Note the slouch in the background? She just loves getting her hair trimmed. I like that it's the one day, every six weeks, that I know everyone's hair is actually CLEAN.

My son's faux hawk.

For the memory book! And yes, I might of gotten a little misty eyed.


Amy said...

Awww. She looks beautiful. But she did before, too. Before long she'll love the pampering of a haircut!!

Sassy said...

Awww. Well, she sure looks adorable!