It finally happened – yesterday I broke down and brought Taylor in to get her first “real” haircut. I’ve been cutting Taylor’s bangs since she was 18 months old, but I wasn’t up to the challenge of trimming the back. It grew so long that it was getting caught under her armpits, so I realized that it was time for professional intervention. I took her to Cool Tops in Lafayette. Now, when I cut Taylor’s hair at home, I usually coax her into her highchair with a couple of crackers and an episode of Sesame Street to divert her attention. At Cool Tops, T.J. got to sit in a horsey chair and watch an Elmo video while she had her hair snipped. After it was over, the stylist put ribbons in her hair with a sprinkling of “magic dust” (i.e. glitter) and she took Taylor’s picture and gave it to her with a lock of her hair and a certificate. They really made Taylor feel like a star and I could tell that I’m going to have to step up my game if I want to cut her hair ever again. Bribing her with a couple of Wheat Thins just isn’t going to cut it anymore (maybe I’ll switch to Ritz)!