First up, she decided it was time to get her split ends cut off. She had plenty of split ends to part with.
Then she started considering taking a few inches off. Nothing dramatic. She just figured the hair was getting pretty far down her back and she could spare a few so why not even things off. We suggested Locks of Love repeatedly. No, thanks. We pointed out that summer is a great time for a cut above the shoulder to help you stay cool. No, thanks.
|Tangle magnet mane.|
I'd held off allowing this kid to get her ear pierced for roughly 2 years now. It probably had something to do with the fact that I didn’t get my ears pierced until 8th grade. But it mostly had something to do with the fact that I wasn’t interested in cleaning the holes for her. I figured she could get her ears pierced when she seemed responsible enough to take care of them herself.
Only she’s been ready for awhile. Something inside my soul was still holding back though. But I was slowly weakening in the face of her above average sense of responsibility. Seeing her with the new haircut was the push I finally needed.
She was delighted. She tore herself away from staring at herself in the mirror long enough to squeal and grin. The next day we hit Claire's in the mall. She tried to tell me Justice pierces ears, too. I tried to tell her that would be un-American.
|My kid got her ears pierced at Claire's and all I got was this crappy bag and two holes that need to be cleaned three times a day.|
|Can't believe she's there. Can't believe it's finally going to happen.|
|Bracing for it.|
|The face of a happy kid.|
|Profile. The better to gaze upon the hole in her ear.|