First Hair Cut

We finally relented. Poor Bridgette's bangs were hanging in her eyes. So, we took her to get her first haircut.

Maren tried to hold her in her lap, but she squirmed and squirmed. She wasn't at all unhappy about the haircut. She was just her usual curious self. She wanted to see everything there was to see. Everything went well. Our girl is even cuter than ever, but she gave us a run for our money.


We also got some curly locks for her baby-book. As gratifying as that was, the best part was that she didn't end up with a bullet (baby mullet)!