A Girls First Haircut
G is three years and three months old and on March 1, 2014, she had her first haircut.
I called my salon earlier in the week and set up an appointment. I feared taking her to a chain-type of place especially for a first haircut. I have such horrible memories of my mom dragging me to a place, Fantastic Sams, to get my haircut and only remember tears. Ugh, even back then I knew what a bad haircut was. I did not want to pass on a tradition like that to my gals. I felt super confident knowing that my own hairstylist would be taking the same care with my daughters hair.
I kept reminding G that she was going to come with me to the salon and get her haircut days in advance so that she could get use to the idea. I wasn’t sure how it was going to all play out so I wanted to make sure she was somewhat prepared.
Saturday came and we took of for our date to the beauty salon. She was excited and curious to see where I go to get my haircut. We went in and checked our coats, sat down in the waiting area, and she rummaged through my purse applying lipgloss and blotting her cheeks with oil absorbing cloths. It was all very girly.
We don’t often get time together so it was exciting and fun for both of us.
Then, it was her turn. I helped her up into the big swiveling chair and she sat there looking in the mirror. As soon as the stylist asked if she could put the black cape on, G’s eyes lit right up and she shook her head yes!
No wash, just a quick mist of water all over and then it was quick cutting.
G’s hair was super long, but super uneven. Its been going through a crazy growth spurt and new hair is growing underneath this long, three year old hair. I knew it was time. I wasn’t as emotional as I thought I would be until the end when she saw herself in the mirror. Suddenly she looked a bit older to me. That baby hair was long gone.
She didn’t put up any fuss while she was getting her hair cut. I did have to distract her a bit with my phone when she had to keep her chin down, but other than that she was very brave and followed directions like a champ.
I love it. It really suits her. Its an adorable little bob. I can still braid it and pony tail it. Washing and drying is now a breeze and no tears when we have to brush. Her hair is all nicely evened up so now it can grow another three years before we cut it again! LOL
On a final note, I think we have reached that phase of life when looking at the camera for a photo is 50/50. Either I get this or a big, crazy cheese grin! 🙂