Monkey Girl decided it was time for a change.
She’s been growing her hair out for what feels like forever (it was just last summer) and then I got a haircut, last weekend.
Suddenly, her hair was too long and she wanted to get it cut.
Personally, I thought it was gorgeous, but hair is one of those things that I think is utterly personal.
Once you reach a certain age, I think you should be able to wear your hair however you want.
I’m cool with teens who want to dye it purple, shave it, grow it long, get a mohawk, get some dreads…
It’s an easy and non-permanent way of expressing oneself in the teenage world.
And I’ve got myself a pre-teen.
So, despite my love for the length, I took her to get it cut.
Up until now, she’s been getting her hair cut at the KidsCutz type places.
I decided, perhaps it was time for a salon.
So, I took her over to Pro-Haircutters, where I get my hair done.
She felt like a queen as they washed it, cut it, styled it, and blow dried it.
When she finally put her glasses on and saw herself, it was clear that she was happy.
My sweetie pie.
Now, please remind me of this post when my boys start asking me to stop shaving their heads and letting their hair grow long.
Because I just might need the reminder.
