“This is a girly day, isn’t it, momma?” That’s what Ella said to me over our lunch date yesterday. When I agreed, she said, “Girly days are fun. I don’t really like boy days.” I’m not sure what boy days are, but I’m glad she was enjoying herself.
SD has been pressuring me to get Ella’s hair cut for some time. Can you believe she is almost four years old and has never had a haircut? At first, I was worried about cutting the curls off and them never coming back. Then, it just got so pretty and I couldn’t imagine parting with any of it. Recently, it was well below her waist when wet and right at her waist when dry and curly. He was right… it was time.
I tried making her an appointment the week before Sophie was born and she wouldn’t go. She panicked, thought she might have short hair and refused to go. SD brought it up again a few weeks ago, so I bit the bullet and made an appointment at a local hair salon just for little girls. We went yesterday and had such a good time!
I’m sure y’all are thinking that it still looks so long, but we cut almost four inches off. She was a little timid when we got there because we had to wait, but once she was in the chair with that purple cape wrapped around her shoulders, she was positively giddy. Not only did they cut and style her hair, but they sprayed it with colorful glitter and her choice of hair perfume. Ella chose apple over cupcake and watermelon and finished her turn in the chair with glittery hearts on her cheek. She threw her hair over her shoulders a million times yesterday.
Despite the “posh” atmosphere of the salon and the steep prices on party packages, I learned I could get Ella’s haircut for about half of what we would pay for her at my salon. That meant we could splurge on a mini-manicure and boy was she tickled pink.
She loved being pampered and talked the stylists ears off while we were there. Our general rule at home about nails is this… no red anywhere, otherwise dark polish is for toes only and light polish is for fingers. I know that might be a little overbearing, but she is little and I like her to look her age! Since it was a big day, I told her she could pick any color she wanted for her nails and she went bright and dark.
She ended up with dark purple nails {which she loved so much that I bought her that same color at Target later in the day} and fish nail-art on her thumb. She also got glittery lotion on her arms and hands and got to pick a ring of her choice. She picked out a pink poodle ring and I’m pretty sure she slept in it last night.
We finished the day with lunch of her choice, a new pair of shoes and an afternoon lounging in the sun. Can a girly day possibly get better than that?
