My sweet little girl has been bugging me for awhile to get her hair “chopped off”. Her hair is so long (almost to her butt) and other than keeping it trimmed that length, I’m just not ready to say goodbye to it.
I don’t much have a choice anymore though. I finally let her have her way.
Yeah, so I don’t love it. But I don’t hate it. She looks so much more grown up. I’m going to have to get used to this.
Conversation after a long look at herself in the mirror:
Brielle: I don’t look like Brielle anymore.
Me: Yeah? (trying to stifle back tears)
Brielle: Yeah. I look like a Mary.
Me: *blank stare*…. *laughter*
I don’t even know what that means!