Yup. A new B. LOL. She likes to be called B. Short for Banana. Anyway - She has a new look. Last night we took her to 'the groomers.' She was just before we left pretending to be a kitty. So it was the groomers rather than the beauty shop. I told her she needed a new look to go with the new glasses. Really Momma was just tired of fighting the tangles quite so much. ;-)
She looks spiffy and ready to start school again next week. Hard to believe it's time for school again, but it is. The shorter style was definitely easier to get a brush through this morning. It's hard to believe they only took about 2 inches off it seems like so much more! Now if I can just get her to keep the scissors away from her own hair.... ugh. I'm constantly finding little chunks out of her hair. She swears she doesn't. I don't know if that means her sister is doing it or that she is doing it on accident (hand resting on head while she thinking type thing?) or what, but I REALLY don't want her to end up with super short pixie cut. Not because I don't want her to have short hair. But, because she has expressed concern over having short hair. (I'll look like a BOY, Mom!!!) So having to cut it that short would be traumatic for her undoubtedly.
Friday we go for Open House to meet their teachers. Yes, teacherS... YIKES! 2 teachers this year. I have reservations. 2 sets of homework to keep straight, 2 sets of ....ACK - EVERYTHING>.... Oh me, Oh My.... I think I'm hyperventilating..... I need a paper bag.....
'Till next time..... I hope I'm still here....
Barbie~
Your post made me laugh. I used to cut my own hair when I was young (and lie about it). In hindsight I think it is hilarious that I would cut off all my bangs (where talking about 1/2" left) and then look at my mother all wide eyed an innocent and try to convince that my hair looked exactly the same.
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