Last Friday Ajax was in school, I had the day off so of course it was a girls day out. Noomi and I did some errands and shopping in the morning and then, as promised, I took her to get a hair cut. The day before she watched as I cut Ajax’s hair (by that I mean I buzzed it which is the extent of my hair cutting abilities) and she was adamant that I cut her hair as well. I explained that her hair was complicated and we needed to have a professional do it. I told her we needed a hair clean up. So all morning she kept saying we were headed to the clean up people.
She had been talking up a storm, right to the point when she climbed up into the salon chair. Then she stopped talking and dropped her chin to her chest and refused to talk. The guy cutting her hair was very very nice and patient so we kept up a constant stream of chatter. Noomi loved getting her hair cut. She’d sneak a smile every now and then and really did enjoy it. We had it cut to just below her shoulders, though she wanted it shorter.
