My First Real Haircut

In exactly 26 months of life, Mommy has cut my bangs TWICE but I've never had an actual, go to the hair-cutter haircut. Even though the fact remains that I basically had a toddler-mullet, she just couldn't cut off any of my curls. She and Daddy also expected that I would get into a chair to get my haircut and end up screaming my head off. If only they had known...

I was PERFECT. I sat in this ok little airplane seat with a steering wheel (yes, a steering wheel for an airplane), I got treated to a Mango flavored Dum-Dum lollipop, Winnie the Pooh was on tv, and about 7 minutes later (that's how long the video is - which is too big to post and really not all that exciting since I don't do anything dramatic), I walked out with a super-cute new 'do.