It took 4 almost years, a not-so-stressed-out Mum, a laid-back Dad, and a girl that not only allowed her parents to put any kind of accessory into her hair, but also wanted hair as long as Rapunzel’s, before this happened:
Tonight! Our baby girl’s first haircut, and days before her 4th birthday. Although naturally a little unsure when the scissors came near her head, the novelty was in the fact that her grandma was doing the cutting (albeit just straight across the back, but it’s something), and also as I had reminded her aplenty of in the last few weeks, ALL of her friends had had haircuts and LOVED it… or so she was told.
As soon as she was assured it wouldn’t hurt, and it was fun fun fun! she jumped up on the foot stool and let her grandma get to work. A couple of minutes later and a good inch was gone, and a really pleased and grown-up girl remained.
Awww. My heart. This little girl of ours is really growing up.