We finally gave up on trying to wait and took Olivia to Dooz Kids Salon at Bellevue Square Mall for a MUCH NEEDED haircut. We thought that she would be so happy to finally be able to see and to no longer need the sprout do upon her head. Well we were wrong - she screamed more during her salon visit than she does at a doctors visit. No amount of encouragement from her sister, toys from the salon station, or comfort from her Mommy and Daddy could console her or dry her tears. We felt really bad, but IT HAD TO BE DONE, and the results were fabulous. Here is how the drama played out.......
The chosen location.
The unsuspecting victim.
"Oh no, she's on to us."
Being physically restrained is no fun.
"STOP IT!!!!!"
"No Daddy the toys will NOT help!"
"HELP!!!!!!!!!!"
Satisfied customer? I think not. But cute? I think so!
"Is it my turn now?" (You know she was totally disappointed in Olivia for wasting perfectly good pampering time at a salon.)
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