I want you to know this does not, I repeat NOT count as Fia’s first haircut. It was a bang trim done in the shower on her dry hair by yours truly. I didn’t want her squinting through long bangs. I was being a proactive and protective mom, keeping her vision in check. Sounds simple enough, right?
She kept moving her head around and the more she moved, the more disastrous it all became. So now she has a mullet. And looks like a boy– like my husband to be exact. I try to keep a barrette in her hair, but she pulls it out. I just have to wait for it to grow. How the hell do you do this when they can’t sit still? It’s impossible. Here’s a picture. And as usual, pictures don’t even do it justice.Add a Comment