From The Archives: August 2012
Isn’t parenthood one of the most humbling, tiring, exasperating, patience promoting experiences ever?! The other evening our sweet, little Laurel decided she would play hairdresser. And here are the results…
I posted about it on my personal Facebook page feeling sheepish but needing support and I’m so glad I did. Within the day I received over 50 comments from friends and family “feeling my pain” or just laughing. I don’t think I would survive this phase of parenthood with any kind of sanity if it weren’t for good, supportive friends.
We decided to take Norah to a professional since she had bald spots all over her head. They basically gave her a “buzz” cut.
The lady who did it was refreshingly wild and told me she had just shaved her own head a few months earlier and “look how much it’s grown!”. Here hair was purple and looked great so that actually really helped! 🙂
Frankly, I think Norah is rockin’ the “buzz”.
Laurel with her “bangds” (I think it’s pretty funny that the “hairdresser” has the most hair left). Laurel has always been our “in charge” girl. Oldest by a minute and fulfills the role well. I’m amazed at her ability to get the other two to do anything she wants them to do. Very persuasive this one!
Maisy insisted on doing this pose for her picture. Where do they come up with this stuff! 🙂 Lucky girl, those curls look adorable at any length.
On the way home from getting her buzz, Norah was quiet for a bit and then asked, “Am I a pwetty girl, Mom?” Almost broke my mother heart. I think she asked because earlier in the day one of the twins said she looked like a boy. We stopped at Target on the way home to get these headbands…she thinks they are perfect. She wears them occasionally but doesn’t need them and seems pretty much like herself again.
The scissors are all in a bin hiding where no little hands will find them. I hope. Man alive these kids are smart and fast!
Now if I could just keep her away from my mascara!