Remember this cute little girl with the long flowing hair?
On Saturday, as we were preparing to leave for a meeting, I discovered Elizabeth sitting on the floor in the office, with this beside her:
I exclaimed, "Are you serious?!?" I was not amused. At least, not for the first minute or so. I couldn't not take pictures. I just had to not smile when I was explaining the seriousness of cutting one's own hair, and the consequence of no scissors for a while.
She wasn't amused.
After the initial fuss and cry, she sat silently. The stylist gave her a lollipop, and she gripped it tightly the whole time. The only time Elizabeth said a word to the stylist was as we were leaving: "Bye!"
The result of our visit:
Posing for Mama.
You can still see where she cut her hair, but this style still keeps it feminine while masking the missing pieces. It'll grow back. Right?