Shae's First Haircut

It was actually last week's photos of Shae with her friend Quinny that made me fully realize how scraggly her little mullet had gotten. Afte hemming and hawing about it for a week, I decided it's time to bite the bullet and take Shae for her first-ever haircut.


As my dear friend Beau asked yesterday, "is it naive of me to have assumed that she had already had her first-ever haircut?" No, not at all. At 2.5-years-old, one would assume this milestone is far behind us. But let's remember this poor child really didn't have any hair at all until about 18 months -- just scroll back through this blog if you don't want to take my word for it!


Anyway, we went to a kid-friendly salon for the cut. Shae got to pick her chair; she chose the red fire truck.
I expected whining, hesitation, possibly a tantrum -- why should this event be any different than an average Monday afternoon? But the hairdresser turned on Toy Story 3 and Shae was as peaceful and content as could be.

She really dug the cape -- she was Wonder Woman!

After a quick spray down, it was time to get busy on the mullet.

Shae alternated between watching in the mirror and watching the movie. Brilliant set-up, I tell ya.

Such a cooperative little girl (when she wants to be)!

"Yes, mama. I'm doing fine. Cheese!"

Almost finished! It's amazing what the promise of a lollipop will do.

Finishing touches. We learned a cute flippy piggytail trick, too.

Just like Dora the Explorer!

Final touch was a little spritz of glitter in her hair.

And just like that, with a few snips of a scissors, my baby has turned into a little girl. (sob)

But a beatiful little girl she is! Adios, mullet!