Today I convinced Mama that I wanted to go to the hair salon for a haircut. My plan was that Mama would have her hair cut first, then Pau would have his hair cut, and I would have mine cut last. We went to The Yellow Balloon, a children's salon in Studio City. Things didn't go quite as planned.
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| The haircut started out OK, I got to sit in a yellow taxi AND eat a lollipop. |
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| Before long I was sick of being covered in falling hair (I had refused to wear the cover). And angry that the car wouldn't move. |
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| Mama tried to get the haircutter to even out the length and make it shorter on the sides. I freaked out and threw a little fit. |
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| Someone started playing a movie on a TV in the corner and that distracted me long enough for Debbie to sneakily finish cutting my hair. |
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| And here is the proof that I survived! |
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