Hair Today...Gone Tomorrow After three months on American soil, Zoe's orphanage 'do started taking on a life of its own, blocking her vision and posing a hazard to general aviation. So we went to our longtime family barber & stylist for her first haircut.

Zoe did fairly well, but only after planting herself on Mommy's lap for the duration of the cut. (A bribe of a lollipop didn't hurt any, either.) We weren't expecting miracles, just looking to set her in the right direction for a grow-out. And it's well on its way.

Stay tuned for more follicle follies...  ¶ 9:22 AM