I have now cut the hair of everyone in our family at least once. Thankfully, Little Lady's turned out the best.
At the beginning of April, the fang-like thing she had going on in the back of her hair was getting a little odd-looking. She's had hair since she was born and when she would only lay flat on her back as an infant, she rubbed a thin spot in the back of her head. That section didn't grow to the same length as the sides so she had hair that was long on the sides and short in the middle. With her sweet baby waves, it looked okay until it kept growing and growing....
So I had to trim it.
I was nervous.
It turned out okay.
I don't have a back view of her hair, but here is a side-ish view.
I was surprised at how a nice, even trim made her look even more grown up. Then she started potty training herself and putting two words together. Delilah cut Samson's hair to sap his strength and it seems that I did the opposite or something!
And most importantly, I'm happy to say that I'm still the one and only person who has cut her hair, even when a bad backward fall which resulted in a large, nasty gash on the back of her head earned her five staples in the ER. They didn't have to cut or shave her beautiful locks. Praise the Lord!
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