Chop, chop!

We had a big moment last month...Vivi's first professional hair cut.  I had chopped a tiny bit once when she was 20 months old (and it looked like she had a little tail-shudder), but she hasn't had a chop since.  However, her hair was getting to the point of a fright wig when she woke up in the mornings, so we decided something must be done.

Luckily for us, my hair dresser, the lovely Regina Palmer, is also one of my good friends.  Vivi knows her very well, so I was not as worried about her freaking out about a weird situation with a stranger.

Vivi seemed less reassured.

(requisite child mohawk shot)

However, she eventually calmed down and seemed to be enjoying the experience.

So big sitting in the salon chair!

And comfortable enough to ham it up for the camera.

She was trying to be really good and hold still like Regina asked, but she kept making weird faces, as she knew we were taking her picture.

And when we tried to get a "nice picture" of the finished product?

We got some classic Vivi (and note the turtle in her hand--who DOESN'T take their turtle to their hair appointments with them these days?).

And here she is, consenting to take a nice picture to commemorate the occasion!

Thank you, Regina!  It looks amazing!