Mother Knows Best

My blonde little girl has thin fly-away hair.

It’s gotten a bit longer (like Rapunzel, Mama!) and for a lack of better words, tangled.

It dawned on me the other day that I could take her for a HAIRCUT. Yes, we call this an epiphany in my neck o the woods.

I think in her mind she was getting hair extensions…still going with the Disney theme.

But, alas, no.

So, the stylist gave her a cute, stylish hairdo:

But when she spun the chair around, my little girl frowned and pouted and stuck out her tongue at the image in the mirror. “I don’t look like Rapunzel AT ALL!” she whined.

The stylist “Oh, honey, Runpunzel’s hair is too long. It’s drags the ground and gets dirt and bugs in it. Plus, she probably has lice!”

This lady was getting a tip.

I smoothed her hair and tried to smooth things over saying, “Ya know, honey, your hair is so pretty, it makes you look older and your new haircut sort of looks like my hair now.”

I gave her a toothy grin and nodded my head, reassuringly.

“Mommy, I’ve never liked your hair.”



Don’t forget to honor your Mom in the name of mercy by ordering her a special Mother’s Day card. Deadline is ONE week from today!

P.S. I’m turning off comments a couple of times a week now. It’s not you, it’s me.


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    :) Like I said on Twitter, that something my daughter would absolutely say. All the same, I think your haircut (and hers!) are very cute! :)