The Cut

I have now been initiated into the "my child just cut their own hair" club. No, I was not mad. It is a right of passage that is bound to happen to every mother of a daughter. Yes, I cried. We have been trying to grow Jetta's hair for 2 1/2 years now and it was looking so cute. When I saw the damage I kindly took the scissors out of her hand and reminded her we only cut paper but she looked so great that we needed to take a picture. What would getting mad accomplish? I quickly turned around and left the room to have a good cry and laugh and then grabbed the camera to capture these for your viewing pleasure. I did my best to fix the damage but it will take a few more months to get it looking decent. Oh well, I love you Jetta. You always keep my life spicy.