I was out for a quick run on Saturday morning. Bry was on the treadmill. There was about 10 minutes of unsupervised time. The girls took it upon themselves to line up two chairs, train style. But instead of "Choo-Choo", it was "chop-chop". I came in from my run to see T's giant grin and K right behind her, scissors in hand aiming at T's hair. Immediately, my eyes went to T's head as I ran through the list of photo opportunities quickly approaching, Easter, birthday party, DANCE RECITAL! Luckily, Kenley's handiwork wasn't obvious. But then I noticed the piles of hair on the floor and I finally registered K's hair.
Bangs - gone. Beautiful golden locks - hacked. I tried to even it out as much as I could. There were so many lonely chunks. I tried to keep myself together too. I know this is a rite of passage. All girls cut hair at some point. I know I did. Hopefully this is the last time. To that effect, I had T recite the following many times this weekend, "Only Mummy and Miss Annie cut hair". Hopefully, that sticks. In the meantime, Kenley has been trying to encourage me by singing her favorite song, "Let it go". Over, and over, and over. Just that one line.
Even crazy, short hair can't stop this one from being adorable!
And as for T, I brushed out many, many clumps of loose hair that K had indeed cut, but I did notice more around T's face that she had to have cut herself. Thankfully, there is hair gel and hairspray to keep these chunks in place for her recital.
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