Saturday, February 14, 2009
Rite of Passage
I know I'm breaking my one photo per day rule here but this was a moment made up of moments.
She made it to (almost) 3 and a half before her first haircut. Today she went to the salon with a head of flyaway curls and came home with bouncy blonde waves. She was more than a little apprehensive but oh so brave, and by the end of it, after I sat under the dryer to demonstrate, she was having a fabulous time.
I brought home a foil wrapped clipping of her babyness.
We both had to be brave.