First haircut.

Generally, the first haircut for a son or grandson is a big deal. It is a rite of passage. When the first haircut happens for a girl, who takes note?

Yesterday, Anna invited me along to get shots of Janie "getting her bangs trimmed".  I had a camera handy so I did not mind. It was to be a small thing. However, the salon maven was not to let it remain such a simple event for long. It turned into a full-fledged haircut.

Well, Janie did not behave like a boy who screams with fear and indignation. No. She behaved like the little diva she is.  For her it was a pampered non-event...like she had gone through this experience many times in her life. I was caught off guard and fascinated.

Of course, there were pangs of sadness to see her lengthening curls dropping at beautician's feet, but it was a rite of passage. Even girl's have them. This is one I had never thought about.