I do hair for a living and I always had dreams of having a beautiful little girl that would want me to curl her hair and give her cute "dos".
K never liked having her hair brushed let alone done for her. I remember when she was tiny she would keep a barrette in as long as I kept eye contact. If I would so much as blink... boom! gone.... no barrette to be found.
The last year she has done better letting me cut it, but still complains about it the entire time.
Today she wanted me to cut it and even set out my scissors for me. She sat in the chair and wore the cape. I was so proud of her.
Daddy took some photos of the event.
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