The Tien Times: Memorial Box-Locks of Hair

After weeks of DAILY grabbing of her own hair saying "Lucy needs a hair cut", we finally went and did the deed. Daddy had today off, so I called the local kids "salon" and they had an appointment. Spontaneously, I called her nearby Aunties, Joanna and Chrissie, who whole heartedly wanted to join us on our big celebration day! Lucy picked out her own dress to wear, and eagerly climbed the stairs to the building.

She found a toddler size table, and was happy to just sit there, with her little "Ernie taking a bath with Rubber Ducky toy" that she brought with her.

But then when it was her turn to go into the salon, she suddenly got less confident.

A little view of how long it was:

She didn't cry, or even really get sad, but she missed the fun of sitting in the cool shaped chairs in exchange for the "safety" of my lap! Finally, the box of zoo and barnyard animals brought her head erect and away from my body, allowing Elizabeth the professional chase her head around with a quick pair of scissors!!

Then she even got a little bit happy, and then POOF, we were done!

Proudly marching out of the salon, to get her stickers and hand stamped. A little overkill I think, but so is inviting everyone over to come with us too I guess!

Picking out our celebration cupcakes! Auntie Joanna peeking there in the back. After we bought them, we decided we needed to delay the fun, and eat a real lunch first. So off to Red Robin, but our photos stop here! Everyone including Lucy is pleased with her new look. It's funny, I think the pink ribbon makes her look younger, which is nice, since everyday she looks older and says more grown up things. I'm treasuring every minute!!!