My little two-year-old granddaughter got her first haircut yesterday. Her picture is on my desktop and I'm sure I'll have it printed and framed, too.
There's something about a child's first haircut: they look so old afterward!
She stands facing the camera, with her little hands outstretched by her sides, as if just ready to bust a button...like she can hardly stand still in her post-haircut excitement.
Her beautiful long eyelashes, pure-blue eyes, and the auburn-blonde red hair that Papa Brown had always wanted his children to have...she is just priceless.
How did she sit still at the salon? She watched Nemo, enjoyed her sucker, and picked out an orange balloon when it was all done. Now that's what I call living!
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