Haircut

A while ago, we watched a Sesame Street in which Baby Bear got his first haircut. He was afraid and didn't want to get his hair cut, but his Papa Bear reassured him, and ultimately went with him. Papa Bear started by getting his own hair cut, and when Baby Bear saw that it didn't hurt him, he was willing to get his hair cut as well. Then Elmo showed a clip of another little boy getting his first haircut and having a great time. After that, Emily was very persistent about wanting to go and get her hair cut - so on Saturday morning, we rode the MAX one stop down from our house and Emily got her first professional haircut.

She did a great job of sitting still, and she told the lady exactly what she wanted. She wanted her hair "this short" (with her thumb and finger about a half-inch apart.) She sat very still while the lady combed and sprayed. She giggled when the trimmed hair tickled her face as it fell, and when she climbed down she marveled at all the little red curls on the floor. Then she turned around and told the lady "Thank you!"

When we got home, we took some pictures on the play area at our new apartment.

She looks so cute - and she reminds me a little of Ramona Quimby now. 

I guess that's appropriate, since we live in Portland now,
and Emily really is like Ramona in a lot of ways.