First Haircut(s)!

So Princess has always had the most beautiful hair with natural highlights and curl. Lately it has become a long tangled mess. She has a hard time not getting food stuck in it and she cries every time we brush it. I've been dreading her first haircut because, quite frankly, I'm emotionally attached to it. Well, today was the day. Doctor offered to do it, but remembering the time he cut my hair I politely refused. (That's a whole other story for a whole other day) Anyway, I made an appointment for a salon here in town that I had heard good things about. Here are the before pictures.

Princess was SO excited! The lady called us back and I told her that this was her first haircut so I would like to keep it. She said, "OK, so I'm just trimming it then?" I said that I actually wanted her to cut it shoulder length. Well, she combed it and combed it and combed it. (Very reminiscent of the time Doctor cut my hair) Then she snipped a tiny piece of blonde curl maybe 1/8 of an inch. She picked it up and handed it to me. I luckily came prepared with a baggy to put it in. She continued to barely snip at her hair and then said, "How's that?" I said, "I would like her hair to be shoulder length." She replied, "Well, I'm a hair saver." Whatever that means. Well she cut it a little shorter. Like maybe another 1/2 an inch and it took her forever! I was so frustrated and realized that she obviously didn't understand what shoulder length meant. I had a flash back in my mind of a time my dear mother took me to get my hair cut by a similarly talented person. I remember she kept telling the lady it wasn't straight, so she kept trying to fix it and I ended up with bangs almost equal to my hairline. I didn't want the same embarrassment and fate for my little girl that my mom, myself, and the person trying to cut my hair endured. As politely as a could I said, 'That's fine." If you know me very well, you know that the word "fine" never means that its ok. When we got to the counter and they said the cost was $15 I about croaked. I might as well of dropped the money at the front door and walked away without a haircut. Well, Princess, bless her heart, was just thrilled to have the experience and couldn't wait to show her Dad. When we walked in the door he looked at me and said, "It doesn't look any different, could you not get it cut?" I was so frustrated that I went into the bathroom with Princess and cut her hair. I didn't take an after photo from the salon because it's almost identical to how it was before, but here are the after photos from my try at it.

Here's how much I cut.

It isn't perfect, but its not bad for my first time. I'll definitely keep the $15 next time and do her hair myself. Lesson learned.