M got her first haircut this past Saturday, only I'm just now getting around to posting anything about it.
I was worried she would freak out at the salon but she hung in there. It was an uncertain start at first...she did not want to greet our stylist, who is our neighbor and mother of our babysitter.
But M warmed up a bit and, as long as she knew I was by her, she was OK. She moved around a bit but our stylist said she is used to moving targets! :)
It's a cute little 'do. It fits our M.