So yesterday she and I ventured out to a big girl hair salon (I figured, hey, make it an occasion rather than torture). I wish I had pictures of her in the swivel chair looking at herself in the mirror, but I had to keep her on my lap to keep her from squirming. (Further assistance of books and snacks were also required).
That's my pretty girl.
She looks so grown up already with her new do.
Soon you will be happy if she won't spend all your money getting styled at the hairdresser ;-)
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