Friday, January 20, 2012

Snarl-free

I wish I were talking about my parenting. Guess who got a haircut...

We got tired of snarls and constant reminders not to let her hair touch the toilet bowl...

She likes beauty salons (you know, like Lemon Meringue's from Strawberry Shortcake -- she's always giving us a makeovers. I'm seriously pissed that she learned about that stuff this early.) and there's an okay one at the corner, so off we went. This was her first trip. Previous haircuts were done by her Nannie.

  

Her hair has never been this short since she was probably about 2 years old...


She promised not to cry about missing her long hair, and then she tried to extract a promise from us that we would buy her a Rapunzel wig. Or a Plum Pudding wig because it's purple, and you know, she's frequently Plum Pudding -- e.g. We were at Hobbes and Landes and a clerk at the play area was going around asking the kids their names... everybody else was Nikki or Joaquin or Lindsay, but she gave Plum Pudding as her name, so the poor clerk had to call her that...

I keep on talking about the "last child in the woods" type of exposure, but who am I kidding? The outdoors usually has us breaking out in hives. :(

6 comments:

Sharkbytes (TM) said...

haha- that hives stuff is no excuse! You have to do equal penance time in the woods for every minute in a beauty shop ;-)

spinninglovelydays said...

lol, would you believe that I actually kinda feel that way? :D

kryzteta said...

still pretty :)

spinninglovelydays said...

Hi, Tita Christine! But of course! :D

chubskulit said...

Hahahaha kakatuwa ka sis. M looks good wit her new haircut by the way.

spinninglovelydays said...

Thanks, Rose! :)