I gave into peer pressure. Okay, I admit, I thought it needed a trim too. But, I just did not want to cut it. I was hoping we’d wake up and miraculously the front of her hair would have grown so that we wouldn’t have a mullet any more. But, alas, that did not happen.
So, we did it. Last night, we took her and the rest of the family to get preChristmas hair cuts. In 35 minutes, 4 children and one grown man all got clean cuts–one of which was fully documented on camera. It was her first haircut afterall—well, first hair cut home at least.
Sporting the flyaway mullet, clearly needing a trim (I’m talking about Lydia here…)
Long, flowing locks
This is Lyds’ famous “scared” look. Poor thing.
Apparently not too scared to do some nose picking though. It’s her favorite past time really.
While I look on wincing…
There she is. (sigh) Short hair. They all tried to convince me it was a cute bob. But, it’s just short in the back and very short in the front. Ashlyn wasn’t happy we cut it and told me she looked like a boy. (sigh) At this point, I was feeling a bit sad and regretful and lamenting the loss of pigtails…though the hairdresser assured me we could get some little piggies in there still.
So, today, I’ve gotten over some of the grief of lost locks and realize it was a good move. Poor girl had to wear piggies all the time because her hair looked so ridiculous down. And, pretty soon, we may actually be able to stack the back of her hair and come up with a pretty trendy hair do for this little lady. In the meantime, she’s still cute as the dickens.
