First haircuts.

For months now, every bath has been followed by a monumental battle.  No matter how generously I apply conditioner, Sloane’s head is encased in a tangled mass.  I pull the comb through her locks, hesitant and cautious, always prepared for her to yank her head away and scream out in exaggerated pain.

After weeks of discussing the possibility of a haircut, we finally reached the point that she begged for one every time I brushed her hair.  Luckily, one of my oldest friends is an amazing hair stylist.  She was sweet enough to offer to come to our home so that Sloane could feel as comfortable as possible during this new experience.

Today was the big day!

She did so great!  And if you ask me, she looks pretty dang cute.

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