Most kids get their first haircut around their first birthday. Not me though, not when it takes you a year to even really grow hair. So at age 28 months, I was finally ready.
Here is my "before" shot. Yep, a bit scraggly, but mommy and daddy hesitated cutting it because they didn't want me mistaken for a boy, like I have been many times (despite the abundance of pink in my closet).
We went to Hairmasters, and they had a lot of experience with kiddos. My wrap had safari animals on it! I wasn't too excited to sit on my own, but I was happy to sit on mommy's lap after her haircut.
Here's the first cut:
We were going for a bob. The stylist suggested mommy blow dry it under with a round brush. Mommy laughed. Blow dryers are loud and to be avoided at all costs. Still pretty cute, even without that scary blow dryer.
Here's the "after". Yep, I'm quite proud!