Not being able to get an appointment at the local kids’ salon the week that she needed mullet intervention services, I scheduled an appointment for Genevieve’s first hair cut at the local fancy lady salon. Well.
As G demanded her mama’s involvement in the coiffing, her older sister did the honors of snapping a few pictures during the harrowing process. I love the angsty angles and seeing what happened through Mira’s eyes.
Afterward, when Genevieve had, sniffle sniffle, made it through, she was given a lovely orange jelly bean. The smile returned to that sweet little face, and after her treat and a serious hugfest from both Mama and Big Sis, she sacked out in her stroller, the ordeal thankfully behind her and the mullet, alas, gone.
15/06/2012 at 1:39 am Permalink
It always amazes me how haircuts seem to be so dramatic. We are wonderfing if we should get baby girls haricut. Not a mullet, but it is kind of crazy. I am not ready yet.
15/06/2012 at 3:21 am Permalink
She’s so adorable, it’s ridiculous. Getting a haircut takes a lot out of a little one! We use that same persuasion technique at our house, too. Nursing is truly magical in its all-purpose ability to charm and soothe.
15/06/2012 at 5:52 am Permalink
Oh, little mouse! Great pics……
Mine all had their first haircuts very early – Will was less than 2 months!