I never thought I'd be one to get sentimental about hair.
That was before my daughter had beautiful (albeit crazy) curls.
Brushing/styling her hair is typically a challenge, to say the least.
So when she asked to get her hair cut shorter, like a girl we saw at the park, I rejoiced. I knew the risks... her hair has been straightening out in the back for a while now. But the benefits outweighed them, or so I thought.
And then we went to the salon. Both kids were very well behaved. I even considered having them cut Buddy's hair, but opted to wait a bit longer. Bear insisted that she wanted it "Shoulder length." It is, in the back, well-almost.
As you can see.. the sides and front still curl. But the back curls are almost gone. Just a few waves.
Bye-bye baby curls. Mommy's not going to miss the tangles , but I do miss the good hair-day cuteness already.
I do like it short, and more importantly, so does little miss who's always loved her "mermaid" and "princess" (longer) hair. But in this case, I can't just say "oh, well, it will grow back." And that makes me a little sad.

