Well, the inevitable has happened. Emery has cut her hair. Gave herself some bangs one evening while I was cooking dinner and the guys were are football practice. I asked her what she did with the hair she cut and she took me upstairs, kneeled in front of the TV cabinet in the playroom, reached under and pulled it out. I think the fact the she hid it clearly shows that she knew she wasn't supposed to do it. Smart girl, that one!
I had hoped that we would somehow skip over this milestone, but alas, it really happened. Now...I realize that it could have been worse. That's what everyone keeps telling me. Well, of course it could have been worse! I mean she could have cut it off right at the scalp, or a big chunk out of the back, or worse! But that doesn't make me happy about these bangs! I have chosen not to take her in to have them cleaned up. We are pretending that it didn't happen and are impatiently waiting for them to grow back out. I just couldn't commit to the bangs.
And in case you are wondering…she is very proud of herself.
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