Birdie Gets a New 'Do

"Debbie.  I know.  It's simply out of control."

Big day today, Brigade, big day!  Birdie got her first hair cut.  We all had dinner at the Chipotle down the street which gave Joe and a chance to give her the run down on how everything was going to go down.  Some of his key points were that there were a number of things to look at, including stuff you could put on your finger nails--if only one could open the bottles.  Also, Ms. Debbie would give Birdie haircut stuff to play with while she was getting her haircut.  (In case that was unappealing, Julie had come prepared with several lengthy Dr. Seuss books.)

There was, of course, rather a lot to look at in the salon once Birdie was ensconced in Ms. Debbie's station: the spray bottle, the hair drier, all of these people smiling at Birdie like she was the most darling girl on which they'd ever laid eyes.  Julie read One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish, and by the time she was done, so was Birdie.

And isn't she a picture, Brigade?

Birdie.  Sigh.