London Paisley officially thinks she is a big girl.
I refuse to call her such, which makes Miss Priss angry, so we've settled on a big-little girl.
Anyways, she thinks she is all grown up now, because we took her to get her very first hair cut! Yes, I waited until she was 3 years and 3 months old.
I've been warming her up to the idea of a hair cut for months now.
She kept saying "NO!" very quickly when the subject was brought up.
But last week, I asked again, and all of the sudden she couldn't wait to "Get my hairs cut!"
So, I called and made an appointment for her and the most precious little girl salon for the next morning. Let me tell you, this little salon is bursting with sas and spunk and glitter. It is so cute, I can't even take it. Before London was even conceived, I use to walk past it and say (to myself or to who ever was with me) "I can't wait to have a little girl so I can bring her here." And I remember pushing London in a stroller once and passing this shop and telling my tiny baby girl, "Look, we are going to have so much fun here one day."
So, MY day, oops.. I mean HER day finally arrived and let me tell ya'll. It did not disappoint.
London had the biggest smile on her face from the time we walked in until the time we left.
Grammy, Daddy, and Bubba came with us (because its a first of something, and you know that is how I roll) and we all watched our princess get her first hair cut. We probably looked crazy. She looked precious though.
When they called her back to get her hair cut, she got the shiest little smile on her face. I don't think I've ever seen it before, and sat with it plastered on the entire time. She loved, loved getting pampered and is already asking when she can go back.
Grammy made the trip extra fun by buying a new "princess brush" and some glitter hairspray for our girl. Here's a little secret... Mommy can't wait to go back either. And best believe we're doing the nail package next time!!