Emily's First Haircut

I finally took Emily for her first hair cut. It only took 3 years and nine months. Julian had his first hair cut over a year now. I did not see the point since she had beautiful blond hair. I was talked into cutting Julian's. He had the most beautiful little curls that I had ever seen. They are sorely missed. But Emily has super fine and thin blond hair with her own little curls. Her has was difficult though. It got tangled easily and she would cry when I brushed it. Her father kept complaining and told me how hard it was for her to brush her hair. -So why don't you brush it- I asked him. Well apparently he is teaching her how to brush her own hair... Whatever. So I took her for a super special cut. 

Since it was her first cut, one of the final firsts of early childhood we made it special. We got rid of Julian, sent him off to aunt Mary's house. Then we headed to Snip its. Snip its is a wonderful little kids hair place. They have lots of bright colors, prizes and even cartoons. It is perfect. They have a little first hair cut package for suckers like me who's heart breaks over every little thing and so has to commemorate. I don't care. I have one son and one daughter and it is doubtful there will be more. So everything is special to me. 

So we headed out just Emily and I. When we got there she was all excited. She had been here before for hair cuts for Julian; he had several in the past year. She was so happy it was finally her turn. She headed straight in and luckily there was no line. So she got to get right in her little seat. Even though the seats are tiny it still almost swallowed her whole.

When I took Julian for his first cut the woman really was so jubilant, and excited, she switched on some cartoons for him, joked with him, gave me like 4 bags of hair. It was really just exciting. Maybe because of that experience this experience was a bit of a let down. The woman just focused on cutting Emily's hair, Emily had to ask for cartoons- (something I had told her about before hand to build the excitement) -after waiting patiently a few minutes for the woman to turn them on, the woman only gave me a tiny snip of Emily's hair (grrr I keep wishing I had just asked for more) and all in all it was not as pleasant as I would have hoped for paying $30 (including the $6 tip). 

After the cut Emily got a little certificate along with a picture printed out with her new cut. Finally she was supposed to put a lock of hair and a little plastic card they give all the kids into a slot and get a prize but the woman forgot the lock of hair part and left it up to me to explain to Emily about the prize. Luckily I had been there before and knew what to do. Emily got a little rub on tattoo that needs water and the woman did a nice thing and went and got some water so Emily could put the tattoo on right away. 


After we left we went to a chocolate store and Emily got to pick out a treat. She got a marshmallow dipped in chocolate. This woman giving Emily a dirty look when she took a free sample. Yes as I was paying Emily took one, only one sample of mint bark sitting on a platter right next to the register. Being a three year old, I was impressed at how she only took one but I am guessing our dollar purchase did not earn her even one little sample. I really wish I was the type to be able to say to people -hey I am a paying customer, treat me with kindness and dignity- but alas I am not. When I am out and I see people in customer service jobs not doing their best for their customers it makes me sad.

I am not sure how this turned into a rant about customer service personal. Having children has definitely weakened me. I am overly sensitive. My daughter will not remember these people, she will be able to see the certificate and the pictures and see how much fun she had. How awesome her Mommy was for taking her there (I hope). So I am happy. I love my children so much and for me there has never been anything like it.