Haircut!

Josh has been pushing for Lila's first haircut, which I finally agreed to last week. Though not so much because I thought she needed it, but because I had grown weary of fending him off. While it was a bit bushy, it was easy enough to keep out of her eyes with a barette.

So Josh made an appointment at a haircut place for kids in the neighborhood that deliberately misspelled 2 of the 3 words in its name. I held my tongue.

Behold the play-by-play:


(The wet-down in the taxi-cab seat)



(Brief meltdown, move to Mommy's lap. Then the haircut begins.)



(The Elmo DVD begins. Now you could give her a tattoo and she wouldn't mind.)



(The 10 second blowdry.)



(The hairdresser implores Lila to look in the mirror, but Lila sees only Elmo in the distance.)



(Tres chic!)