Anywho, today was the day. I had been putting off the event because there aren't any "kid salons" in our new town. You know the ones where they sit in the cool cars and watch a movie of their choice and then get a balloon and a sucker when they leave. Yep, none for miles. The girls have only ever been to a kid salon. They had begun to associate hair cutting with all of the above and I was quite frightened as to what they would do in a salon without cool cars, movies, balloons, and suckers. I decided today to just go to the adult salon (the cheapest one in town because it doesn't really matter to me). I figure if the cut sucks really bad, it's hair, it will grow back. Some of you totally disagree in this philosophy. I have other things I want to spend my money on than expensive haircuts. We can just agree to disagree.
Back to today. I told the girls we were going for a surprise because I like to keep them in suspense. Remember, I am rather elusive. I asked them what they thought the surprise could be. Miss A says, "I was thinking maybe DisneyWorld. But we would have to go to the airport. How far is the airport?" If that were possible, I would have so been there! Now how do I make the salon sound fun in comparison to DisneyWorld?
Miss C thought the surprise was "Applebees?" There again, that would have been a nice surprise. Not quite as difficult to make haircuts sound better than Applebees, though that does sound rather scrumptious as we are now getting close to dinner time and I am on the computer and not in the kitchen. Hmmm, I think my stomach is now growling.
Anyway, I tell them, "we're going to go get haircuts!"
Insert squeals of delight here and a rather fast-paced conversation of two little girls whose mouths can't quite go as fast as their brains. They were excited! Both of them said they wanted their hair "very short." "It will just be sooooo cute." "Hee, heee, heee, this is going to be so much fun." "I can't believe we're going to get our hair cut!"
Miss A first. Her before picture got eaten by the BlackBerry monster, sorry. Here's her in the chair after about 6 or 7 inches getting cut off.
Miss C's turn. See the pretty long curls? Beautiful, and about to be trashed. Don't cry, we've got a surprise coming.I had asked that Miss C's hair not be quite as short as Miss A's because her hair is curly and I didn't want her to look like she had a really short cut with a bad perm. The stylist realized that if we cut her hair an inch shorter than I wanted, she would have enough to donate to Locks of Love. What's a bad perm short hairdo when you can donate to a little girl in need and not have all that beautiful hair be trashed? We went for it. Here's Miss C's response to the idea that another little girl was going to be wearing her hair...
The finished product, so cute.
I got my hair cut when they were done. They were entertaining everyone in the salon by jumping up and down to feel their hair bounce and looking in EVERY mirror in the place. Miss A is convinced that her teachers at VBS tonight won't recognize her and that is apparently just waaaay tooooo exciting for a 5-year-old to handle. She's beside herself, and really looking at the pictures below, that cliche is kind of true. They look even more alike with their very short hairdoos.