First Haircut

So we decided it was finally time to cut Esme's hair. As a farewell gesture to her wild locks, I gave her pigtails that morning. After running a few errands, we stopped by the local barber shop. True to form she was a trooper, only getting antsy toward the end. Here are some highlights, including a few "after" shots from our day-trip to Point Pleasant the following day.

Ponytail Love

We keep talking about giving the girl a haircut. Her mop is getting pretty wild, but there is something about that wildness I love. After all, this is the only time in your life when not brushing your hair is perfectly acceptable. Also contributing to my hesitation is the fact that we can now pull it back into a ponytail. Grandma gets the credit for being the first to do this. And now I'm hooked. It's just so darn cute.