Part of me (the mushy sentimental side) didn't want to cut her hair. Ever. Or at least for a few years. Why not let it grow in naturally? I thought. BECAUSE YOUR KID HAS A MULLET! the rational side of me kicked in.
I thought of MiniM.E. looking back at her baby photos and wondering, horrified, why I let her run around with a mullett until she was 4. Unless mullets come back. Like leggings and baggy sweatshirts. You never know...
Anyway, I buckled down and did it. And I'm so glad I did. I think she looks more grown up and less... scraggly. She likes it too. She keeps pulling her hair and saying "hair-tut". So we're all happy.
|Hair-nest on it's way to baby-mullet.|
|After about 3 minutes of hair cut. "DONE!"|
|Looking much better...|