Today was a heart breaking day for me. My four year old daughter Elisabeth insisted on cutting her hair short and donating it to Locks of Love. Don't get me wrong, I am so proud of her but I love her hair. Love it. It is the hair I always wanted as a little girl but genetically couldn't have: thick, shiny and all the way down my back. 
I was so scared to do it. My oldest daughter even laughed at how much my hands were shaking while I was cutting. That is 12 inches in that pony tail!!!
I think she looks so cute, but also so much older. Elisabeth can't stop looking at herself in the mirror and I can tell she is thrilled with the results. I guess I can cut 8 minutes out of my morning schedule now that I won't be brushing through the tangled mane anymore!
Pardon me while I take a few minutes to quietly mourn the passing of my little girl into a big girl.
1 comment:
You need to console yourself with some baked goods. I am surprised you didn't and there was no recipe!
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