There is a first and a fourth for everything…

Mary Clare’s first haircut.

No, we don’t make a habit of going around town barefoot.  She simply made herself right at home, as she does everywhere, tossing her pink Chucks on the floor.

She looks pretty content, but what you can’t see are all of the books piled on the counter that I had to read to her, toys to keep her distracted, stylist tools in her lap, etc.,etc.  We also had to stop midway and allow her to twirl in her black “Princess Cape.”

She sat so still for the haircut (well, most of it anyway) that she would not stand still long enough for me to get a shot of her sweet face with her new do…this was about all I could get.

McCanless’ fourth professional haircut.  Honestly, she has had only six hair cuts in her entire life.  Four professional haircuts by certified true stylists, one safety scissor “self-do” days after her fourth birthday which resulted in a mega mullet and one trim from Nonnie to “shape up the ends.”  That’s it!  Moments after her trim, she requested a ponytail, so I didn’t get an after shot of hers either, although there isn’t much to it.  She made Ms. Stylist promise  only to take off a fraction.  “Girls have long hair, you know.”

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