Although she looks completely terrified, my little lady was able to experience something that she has been talking about for months- going to a salon and getting her hair cut. I think it started when a stylist came to her school for community helpers week. The stylist talked about what she does and what she does during the day. During the talk she gave one of Teigue's teachers a very fancy hairstyle and after that Stella was hooked. Every night after her bath she has to sit on the hamper and look in the mirror. I then have to pretend that I am the stylist and she is my client. I say things like "Why hello Miss Fox, how was your day?". We then chat about her day and I pretend to cut her hair while combing it out. Today, she got to experience the real deal.
She loved it. She sat so still and listened to what the lady wanted. She wasn't scared, didn't yell, wasn't cranky (even though she was super tired and almost fell asleep in the car on the way over). She sat while the stylist put in pigtails, complete with non purple bows- hello, can you see her outfit? She later told me that the stylist pulled her hair a lot when she was putting the pig tails in but Stella wanted pretty hair so she sat. I think it was worth it.
Oh yeah, Teigue got his hair cut- he picked the style out himself, told his stylist exactly what he wanted- and somehow aged 3 years after it was all over.
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