Yesterday I received a call from my daughter saying she was running a fever and could I please come help her with the kids. I started over there when I received a second call. This time she was in tears and I could barely understand her as she explained that Sweet Cheeks had cut off half of her precious, beloved curls. I arrived shortly thereafter to find my darling grand-daughter sporting an awful, early nineties mullet. Sweet Cheeks was quite proud of her handiwork, and not at all repentant. She is very much a ham, and loves any sort of attention.
This is what it looked like when I arrived.
When asked why she did such a thing she offered many explanations from the workings of her two year old mind. First, she said it was messy so she cut off the messy part. Then, she told her sister she wanted to be a baby and babies have short hair. Another time she offered that her mommy wanted her to do it. Who knows what really went on in her adorable little head.
Yesterday her mother was too sick and upset to make a decision as to what needed to be done until late that afternoon. At that time it was too late to get an appointment the same day, but they worked her in this morning early. The cut had to be short, and we were apprehensive, but what else was there to do but cut more off?
It is adorable though isn't it? I guess all is well that ends well, right?
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