As parents, we attempt to document each instance in our children's lives that represent the next step toward their independence. For me it is utterly important...something that I feel necessary so that as the years whirl by I will have something tangible to look at, to recall, a means of experiencing the emotions of watching my child grow and learn all over again. It has been 3.5 years that I have had this amazing little girl in my life. When she was born she was as bald headed as they come :) I mean, literally, she had no hair for about 6 months of her life...just fuzz and I thought "sure do hope this grows!" 3.5 years later, her hair was 9 inches long and had the most precious ringlets I had ever seen. I didn't have the heart to cut her hair, because it signifies a stage in her life that is gone...her baby hair, as silly as it seems, was precious to me. I would sit for hours and tangle her hair around my fingers, it was just something I always loved. Today, as she sat eating her breakfast I looked over at her. Her hair was everywhere...I mean EVERYWHERE. I thought, "what a mess". I struggled for about 30 minutes whether to let it go or do something about it. I discovered it was high time that we embark on cutting her hair...after all it had been 3.5 years and not a single pair of scissors had come near her hair. So, I packed her up, drove to the mall and got her hair cut *gasp* yes, that's right...especially for those of you who know how dramatic this was for me haha. Of course, I brought my camera so that I could remember this moment that I had dreaded for oh, so long. She was amazing...so cautious, yet so curious. Her little head was back in the sink and the ladies in the salon were just mooning over how precious and how still she was. It was my single most favorite moment of her to date...by far! I'm so glad we did it! Here are a few images from the big moment and might I add, I ADORE her new haircut! She looks so grown up, I can't get over it!
