I knew it was time for a professional cut, so I made the call this morning to my hairdresser. I was completely surprised when Zorda had an opening today. I booked the appointment and got nervous about cutting off my baby's beautiful hair.
Then, on a crazy fluke, my Blackberry popped out of my pocket and did a nose dive into the washing machine. Horrified, I pulled it out and began life saving measures - towel, hair dryer and an afternoon nap drying in a baggie of rice. It seems to be working now, but it wasn't operational when it was time for Cailin's hair cut. I pulled out the huge digital camera instead and off we went.
Of course her first hair cut would have to be in a snow storm. It couldn't be nice or sunny or anything. The drive across town was a little hairy. And that's all I'm going to say about that.
We had to wait a few minutes when we got there. Cailin sat on my knee and pointed out interesting things in the salon. She would point out the window and say, "Snow!" We took off our coats and hung them up, and then it was our turn!
Cailin sat on the booster seat in the salon chair and gawked around. She was unsure, but doing fine. Once Zorda tried to put the froggy smock on her, the little lip came out and we were sure the tears would start.
But, so far so good. Until Zorda sprayed her hair to dampen it a bit with water. The Sad Face came out and it looked like she was going to meltdown. But she held on just a little longer.
Once scissors and a comb were involved though? The Sad Face came out to stay and this time there were tears and a burst of crying. 
There were no more pictures after that point because Zorda had me sit in the chair and hold Cailin for the rest of the hair cut. As soon as I had my smock on and she was standing safely on my knees, the hair cut resumed and Cailin just stared in the mirror. Once in a while she would whip her head around to check out people going by, but she did very well. Eventually she sat down on my lap and finished the hair cut without a peep. She got her bangs trimmed of course (how straight and nice and even!) and even though it broke my heart to be parted with even a fraction of her hair, she got the back trimmed up nice and even with the sides. I thought about getting a swatch of hair to keep, but to be honest, there wasn't enough to gather up. There were just wisps on the floor.
After she was finished, Zorda let Cailin pick a pretty hair clip. She liked the little green butterfly, but was too shy to reach for it. I picked it out for her and she allowed it to be placed in her hair and kept it there until dinner time (that is a record). Once I put her down out of the chair, she marched proudly to the counter where they bribed her with a lollipop. Again, too shy to reach for one herself, I got her an orange one and handed it to her. She managed to be patient while I booked myself a hair appointment. Once her coat was on, she was waving bye-bye like crazy and going for the door. My wonderful hairdresser didn't even charge me for her first hair cut. That is so awesome!
Once buckled into her seat, Cailin demanded I pull the wrapper off her lollipop and I complied. She managed to get orange stickyness on every surface she could reach by the time we got home. Did she ever have fun doing it too. Now I have to wash her coat. Ewww. She even managed to get lollipop in her hair, down her chin and soaked through her shirt.
My Blackberry seems to be working, although it has some condensation in the camera lens. When Cailin noticed I was taking her picture with it, she made this funny face:
Goofy kid! Her hair is kind of sticky with candy, but you can see her new hair cut. We both managed to live through it. She's getting so big and grown up.
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