Kate recently had her first haircut. I have been dragging my feet on this. When Kate was little-bitty she had some super crazy hair. All different lengths, curls on the sides, long rat tail-like look in the back. It wasn't pretty. It was suggested that she get a hair cut on several occasions by family members, but I refused. NO! She's a girl, it will grow out. That was my mantra.
Well, I stood my ground and grew out it did. My word. The girl (in my opinion) has amazing, envious (by me) hair. It's long, amazing in color and curly just at the ends. Sigh. However, it began to look crooked and kinky in the back, so it was time for the much dreaded and fearful haircut. My goodness am I a rookie? My boys had their first haircuts before they could even sit up on their own (thank you for that Lin . . . amazing skillz).
So it was a whirlwind day at my sisters (thank goodness she works form home!) the boys, me and Kate all in one day. Whew. Exhausting. Well let me tell you . . . this sassy gal was super-duper excited to get her turn in Aunt Cara's chair. She did great. I may have shed a tear when her first ringlet fell (no worries, I snatched it up and put it in a bag for safe keeping), but it was time. She now has beautiful layers and it looks great, but she did lose the curls I was so desperately hanging onto. They are still there, but not like before. I am okay. She loved it and her hair is healthier now. Amen.
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