The Biscuit was born with a ton of hair and, except for a trim at around 18 months, she’s never had a haircut. Until today.
It was a surprisingly relaxed experience at one of those salons that specializes in kid haircuts. There were plenty of distractions (toys, DVDs to watch, balloons) to keep her happy. She didn’t cry or whine once.
She even got a certificate with a couple of her curls as a keepsake. Which is kinda gross if you think about it.
She still has lots of hair but the dead ends are gone and the shape is better. She’ll be styling and profiling for her third birthday on Sunday.