Yesterday I was thinking that I haven't had to post anything too funny for a little while. And by funny that means the trials of motherhood that are amusing for others and will be me for someday. But at the present...not so much. So as I was thinking that I knew I was jinxing myself. I was right. Here is what I found in the trash this morning...
Can you tell what it is? Yes-my daughter's beautiful hair that she has hacked trimmed off the side --yes side--of her head. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. She asks me if I am going to call the police. I tell her no and to go to her room for a minute. I love Stormy's hair. It is as soft as the day she was born. All mother's know what I am talking about. That hair that is so soft you just run your fingers through it because...just because. So now...do we fix it with a better trim or try to hide it? Trying to hide it would look like we tried to hide a mullet really bad hair style. So I grab the scissors. And here is the before and after shots.
Did I mention what else she did?
Ah yes--that would be to get into her make-up.
It still looks like her hair is long I know. And it only seems short to me because I know how really long it was. I should have cut it even shorter to match up better with what she did. My heart convinced my hand not to do it though. My naughty perfect little girl.
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