This is a post about a first haircut.
But Baby E doesn’t have enough hair to cut, you say?!? Well, I have to agree with you there, that child is veritably bald. Each passing child has less hair. Poor kid.
No, this isn’t the story of Baby E’s first haircut, but rather that of his much older sister, C.
C’s never had her hair cut… never… ever… Five and a half long years in the making, but it was getting to the point of unmanageable. Honestly, it was long past the point of unmanageable. With a daughter with super long hair, syrup has been my arch nemesis, however the child loves waffles. Syrup everywhere… and more often than not, clumped in her hair.
Washing and drying and combing out her long locks usually involves a good deal of screaming, crying, involuntary jerking, etc. You get the point. Torture for everyone involved.
But I’ve held out cutting her hair because I love how long it is. But it was time. C was excited when I told her what we would be doing. She has been asking for a haircut, so I decided to take advantage of the fact we were visiting my mother and I let her do it. I had to convince her to take off as much as we did, but it looks like we got all the split ends and damaged hair off. I’d say we cut about 7 inches off! All the blond tips are gone. All the baby hair, vanished.
It was an odd sensation watching the hair fall to the ground. I don’t think I have ever cared so much about a haircut in my life! It’s just hair. It will grow back. But I am cherishing the time I have some say over what it looks like. She will eventually come to the age where she will chop it, curl it, dye it, and I will have no choice but to watch and withhold any unhelpful opinions 😉
With her hair short or long, I still think she is beautiful!
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