Inevitable

When you have a little girl, it's inevitable.  She WILL cut her own hair.  And you will freak out about it.  My time came a few weeks ago.  

Here's what I heard: "Mommy, come look what I did!" in a sweet sing-songy voice.

Here's what I saw:

 

And I totally flipped out.  Not in an angry way, but in a I-love-my-little-girls-long-hair-and-I-can't-believe-it's-sitting-there-on-the-table-not-attached-to-her-head kind of way.  Poor Lila saw my reaction and bawled uncontrollably for fifteen minutes to the point of almost hyperventilating.  I felt so bad!

Admittedly, it could have been worse.  MUCH worse.  She could have cut it to the scalp.  In reality, all she did was the prep work for this adorable little hair-do my friend Kristi gave her the next week.

Bye bye hair.  I thought I would miss you so much more than I do.  Lila looks awfully cute without you weighing her down.