Lucia’s First Haircut

Last week, I decided it was time: Lucia’s hair had crossed the line from wispy and charmingly uneven to rat’s nest. The back was actually matted beyond the help of any comb. So I took her to a kids’ salon for her first haircut. I expected screaming and hysteria—such has been her near-three-year-oldness for the past few weeks—but she did splendidly. She wouldn’t sit down in the firetruck-seat, and she wouldn’t let the cape get near her, but she was calm and unafraid during the haircut and loved the little barrettes the stylist put in her hair at the end. She loved the lollipop she got afterwards even more. A big success.

Before...

After (coloring at the hair salon)...