Mama and I walked by a hair salon yesterday and I said,"Hair cut, haircut". Mama thought I was just commenting someone was having a haircut in the salon. She tried to bring me to the foodcourt for lunch but I refused to walk on and continued saying "haircut".
Mama was a little surprised that I seemed to be asking for a haircut and she asked if I wanted to have a haircut and I indicated yes. She asked if I was sure that I really wanted a haircut and I confirmed my answer with her. Seeing that my hair is a little long, touching my ears a little, she agreed to it, thinking she will spank me and scold me if I want out in the middle of my hair cut.
So here I am, in the salon, waiting to get a trim.
Oops, what am I getting myself into, really?
Actually, it's not too bad a deal. I even got sweets to eat. The hairdresser gave me 2 sweets.
She asked me to close my eyes too. Was she going to give me a surprise? ;p
After some time, tada!!! The final look! Don't you think I simply look good?!
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