Seven months later, we faced another toddler hair situation with Emily. No, not the fem-mullet...
Something that looked more like...
Yes, an adorable baby version of Cousin It.
It's been said that the first cut is the deepest, and when it comes to cutting my babies' hair, I found it to be true. As hard as it was for me to decide to cut Drew's hair, the decision to cut Emily's was surprisingly easy. I didn't even shed a tear.
Emily was just as brave. She walked proudly to the police car chair and sat calmly as the stylist put the drape on her.
Her compliance lasted about one minute, at which point, she decided she didn't want to wear the drape anymore.
From there, she was all smiles.
Until it was time for her souvenir photo.
Mommy knew just how to cheer her up--pedicures!
Although it was Emily's first pedicure, it didn't take her long to figure out what to do.