The bangs just had to go. Lyla was crying because her hair was in her face, so we had to take the plunge. I called Mini Max on Saturday and made an appointment for first thing Sunday morning. Then all day on Saturday I stressed over whether to actually go through with it. She had NO hair for so long that the thought of cutting what she now had made me terribly sad. But we did it. We bundled up early on Sunday morning and headed to Mini Max in Brooklyn. I was a little bit worried about how Lyla would react because let's just say her behavior has been less than stellar lately. We walked in and the first question was what cartoon she wanted to watch. When they opened a drawer of Dora DVDs, I knew things would be okay.
And everything went just fine. Lyla was actually great through the entire haircut. She sat in a little taxicab seat and watched Dora as Danielle, the hairdresser (what do you call someone who cuts 2 year old hair? hairdresser? stylist?), cut about 1 1/2 inches from Lyla's hair. I explained my Billy Ray/Beiber theory to Danielle and she totally got it. She cut just enough so Lyla's hair wouldn't get in her eyes and will hopefully now grow evenly all around.
Lyla seemed to like it.
She even got a little certificate to memorialize her first haircut :)
I tried to get a before and after picture, but she was such a grump that morning that the before picture is just kind of goofy (looking at them again...both pictures are pretty goofy...).
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