I think I've told you before that we get all our haircuts from Supercuts (except for my sweetie, I still cut his, usually in the middle of the night or right before church on Sunday). I love Supercuts because they offer training classes 2 or 3 times a month where they bring in people who have already been cutting hair and then they retrain them to Supercuts procedures. Of course they need models to practice, so for years for have been getting all of our haircuts for free!
I'm thinking we met Melissa when Crafty was a baby. That means we have been attending classes for about 12 or 13 years now. One by one the kids have joined us as they have gotten old enough to get a "real" haircut. I say real because I usually cut their bangs once or twice before they actually climb up into the big chair.
Baby Doll will be 3 in a few weeks, so even though her hair is fine and wispy and doesn't really grow well, it was time for her to graduate to a big girl (at least when it comes to hair, still no success on the potty yet). She has been talking about it all week, but then she started getting sick and I almost cancelled our appointments this morning. But when I asked her if she wanted to stay home and take a nap or go to haircuts, she whispered "haircuts," so at 1:30 we found ourselves in the parking lot of the Supercuts training studio.
We crossed the parking lot hand-in-hand, but I didn't sense any nervousness in her attitude which is strange because she is pretty particular about who she likes. Even when they pulled us back and asked her to climb in a big chair about six feet away from me, she willingly got up on the booster seat. They put a huge black adult cape on her and she looked so lost. I was put right behind her so I couldn't really see how she was doing, but she did not complain nor did she need any reminders. She was just plain and simply a big girl.