It was time.
I finally got up my nerves to just do it.
After 26 months, we decided to get help with Piper’s hair.
Not that her hair was so long and full and flowing that she needed it. No, more that it was uneven, in her eyes, and she had this nice, uber classy, rattail going on.
So we took her yesterday to a kids’ place to see if they had any suggestions. All I really knew is that I was too nervous to put a sharp instrument close to my very wiggly child’s head. And, oddly, I was more nervous about cutting her hair in an irreversibly bad way than I was about cutting her; maybe that shows my inappropriate emotional attachment to hair…
Piper got to pick out her chair (shiny red, of course). And she hated the cape, but eventually got over it. Since she only had about 5 hairs that needed cut, she didn’t have to have it on very long.
I can’t say that you can really tell a whole lotta difference- although she does look like she has a hairdo instead of unruly baby hair. The biggest difference is that her hair looks so much lighter! When she trimmed the edges, it got rid of her newborn hair, which was quite a bit darker.
One more “first” marked off the list!