Haircut for H

Lately H-bomb has started to show signs of becoming a wee bit diva-licious. She digs through my make up bag then mimics me while I powder my nose, etc. She loves "lipstick" or anything that resembles it (one day I caught her puckering up swiping a crayon around her lips). Her nails must be painted at all times, even though she eats the polish off after a few days. She likes to brush her hair and mine and ALWAYS wants a bow in.
Since she now enjoys girly things I thought it was the perfect time to take her for her first haircut and maybe avoid a meltdown in the chair. She has beautiful curls all over her head except in the front which was getting kind of long and stringy. So last Friday afternoon to the salon we went...

This is the before picture.

The consultation. Doesn't she look like a big girl?

She was loving it!

A mini meltdown when she "lost" her hands. She was ok

when we showed her they were just under the cape.

A MAJOR meltdown because of the blow dryer. I'm talking

 about alligator tears and a look of sheer terror on her face.

Meltdown over, now she's picking out her product!