The Saga of the Hair

If you have kept up with the blog, you know that Abigail has issues with getting her hair cut. It took many, many months to convince her to let us cut her hair the first time. When she finally agreed, she ended up with an adorable shoulder length bob (and a trip to Chucky Cheese). Adelyn, however, has no issues with getting her haircut, so we had it trimmed up before her 2nd Birthday party. The very next day, I came home from work and my mom greeted me at the door. She was in town for Adelyn's birthday and watched the girls while I was at work. When she met me at the door, she looked very nervous. The first thing she said was that she was fired from babysitting and would be going back to Florida. Then I heard this, "How do you feel about a mullet?" As the story goes, Abigail found a pair of scissors in Scott's desk and thought it would be a good idea to cut herself some bangs like her sister. Considering the fact that she cut her own hair, it wasn't that bad. She might have a calling of a future stylist. I thought I would be okay with the hair and not have to worry about getting it fixed, but after a few days, I couldn't take it anymore. So Abigail had a third haircut. I can still see the spots that she cut a little thinner than others, but I keep telling myself that it could have been a lot worse. We could have had to shave her head!