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it recently dawned on me that p had never had a haircut.  things like this slip by me from time to time.  call it third child denial syndrome...  she couldn't possible be old enough to need a haircut, right?  call it negligent momma...  either one might be fitting in this case.  anyway, sometime in august i realized that d couldn't see.  i also realized that my husband had never attended the "first haircut" experience.  i thought i might offer it up to him and see if he was interested in attending this event in the life of p.  he did.  unfortunately, that meant that we would have to wait a few weeks for a saturday appointment.  a wait that was well worth it- as an involved daddy is priceless in the eyes of this momma. 

after several weeks of waiting, our appointment day arrived.  p was delighted to discover that this time the trip to the salon was for HER.  when i asked her where she was going, she joyfully replied, "to my haircut!"

she carefully chose her chair and then adopted her business face.  she took the job of "haircut client" rather seriously.  she listened well.  she sat still.  she kept her chin down... you get the picture.

and there you have it:  p's first haircut. 

isn't she delish?