The "tail" is gone ...

Kate's "tail" as we lovingly call it would be perfect if ...

she was an 80's baby, was going for the mullet-look, wore a Swatch, chose between layering her multicolored socks or scrunching up her leg warmers, used hairspray and if she ran out just substituted with spray starch, wore blue mascara, had jeans with zippers, had a Members Only jacket (or even better got to wear someone else's), loved Esprit, must I go on????

The tail had to go ... she was born in 2006 and that stuff will be considered antique soon!!

So ... away we went to see Fontaine. My husband and I both go to him and Kate was ready to join in the whole haircutting experience (we are too cheap to let the boys go to him ... they had to settle on SuperCuts a couple of years ago).
Kate did not even move ... I don't even think she breathed the first few snips and then she sighed but her head did not turn, did not tilt, did not move up or down at all!!! She did not smile, did not cry, did not do ANYTHING but look straight into that mirror. Before sitting down in the chair, she took her purse put it down right beside mine. She was so pumped about getting "fancy" I think she was overcome by the whole experience.

Once she was done, he put some Smarties in her purse and took off her cape and

she came out of the still trance of waiting for beauty and ...

just grabbed him out of pure joy!

She knew she was beautiful and was so excited she could not contain herself.

We showed off her "no tail" look (and her purse full of Smarties) to his wife, Carrie, and all of the other precious people in the salon that day that stopped and oohed and aahed appropriately ...

Fun times with a two year old!!!