Anyway, Daphne had grown herself what can only be described as a mullet. Giving her a bath last night (the hockey hair is more pronounced when wet) I decided it was time for the bottom to come up a bit to meet the top.
We went to Little Clippers in Lake Oswego. Who knew a haircut could be such a magical experience?
Her stuffed dog, Cruncher, came along for moral support.
And finally, nothing says you're a parent more than seeing this in your rear-view mirror:
4 comments:
That last shot takes the cake! What a great place in LO! Her new cut is really cute.
Thanks for the pics hon, I am so sad that I missed Daphne's first haricut :( hopefully I'll be there for James'!
Beautiful pics, Rosie. You're following in your Dad's footsteps - and his Dad's, too. "Upholding the Holman name."
What a good time seeing the zoo and the haircut! Wow! I especially love the picture in the rearview mirror! How often I have seen something similar.
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