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This one’s going to break Erica’s heart.

Most of you remember that Leda was born with a full head of dark, dark brown hair. It’s lightened up over time, and for a year I kept it trimmed short, though lately we’ve been letting it grow out. It started to get shaggy so I trimmed the bangs periodically, and kept assuring Toby that once it grew over her ears, once it got a little longer, it would look all right. I’ll admit it, I loved running my fingers through the curls in back when she sat on my lap reading or using the computer.

That’s right, loveD. Today Leda had her first professional haircut. I said “just a trim, please just give it some shape, we’re growing it out,” but I should have known from the many times I’ve said that about my own hair and then ended up with choppy layers — perhaps I simply don’t speak hairdresser.

Here Leda is “before,” and “during,” and “after,” her first salon visit. She got to sit in a tiny racecar, and she was serene throughout. (Some will see the trace of a Stroud pout, likely because she’ll miss out on pigtails for a while.) The after shot is with her friend Gracie at the lush Loantaka park.