Well, Olivia’s birthday came and went recently, and with it, her second annual haircut.

The room was really more crowded that this picture shows. Along with mommy, daddy, Benjamin, [second?] cousin Evie, [second?] cousin Hope, [great?] Aunt Martha (the stylist), and Aunt Shannie, there was Gammy and Great Grandma Shuman. And possibly more.

Though the excitement (and the scissors, and the weird blue backwards cape-thing) scared her quite a bit, there was a Taco Bell Chihuahua dog to comfort her.

Hope was a great help, too.

But the best comfort of all to a toddler getting a hair cut? Scroll back up to the first picture. See the red bag in my hands? Those are Marshmallow Mateys. I highly recommend you bring a bag of those to the salon. Even if your toddler doesn’t come.

Because as soon as I started handing them out (the marshmallows, that is; she would have nothing to do with the puffs of grain), she morphed into this:

Look how calm, how obedient, how grown-up she looks!

Does hair grow faster in the third year of life? Will we have to increase our salon visits? Once a year was really working well for us.

Just to reminisce, let’s look at the very first haircut, shall we?

Wow.