This morning, after having no luck at trying to tame Bella's hair, I decided that her hair really needed to be trimmed. I greatly dislike long hair that looks like it needs to be cut. Long hair is only pretty if it's healthy-looking; that's the way I see it anyway. Bella's locks have started to take on that "I need a cut" look, so something had to be done. The last time her hair started to look like that, I decided I would trim it myself. Now, bangs, I have no problem trimming, but I have no skills when it comes to trimming the ends. This is evidenced by the first time I tried to trim the ends and ended up taking off about two inches. I wasn't going to let that happen this time, so Bella took her first trip to the salon. I called Spoiled Rockin' Kids Salon, and got her in for a 10:00 appointment. To my surprise, when I told her she was going to the salon to get her hair cut, she was okay with it. I acted so excited about it, so she was excited too...
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She got sparkles in it, and it even smelled like cotton candy. Next trip, the nail salon!Side Note: Bella went for her three year check up today. She weighed in at a whopping 24.0 pounds (1st percentile for weight) and is just perfect. She's such a tiny little thing. I love it!
Love the hair!!! So precious!
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