Okay, so today Zoey is getting her hair cut. Wait, no, that does not do it justice. Today Zoey is getting her hair CHOPPED OFF. Her beautiful, gorgeous, strawberry blonde hair that I lovvvvve.
Yup, she came to me last week and said she wanted to cut her hair.
ZOEY: I want to cut my hair.
ME: Okay, we can get you a haircut.
ZOEY: I want it short.
ME: (trying to sound upbeat) How short?
ZOEY: I want a bob.
ME: Like up to your shoulders?
ZOEY: No, a bob!!
ME: Does someone in your class have a bob?
I don’t know why I asked this. I guess I was just thinking that maybe she wanted to look like someone else. Apparently I don’t know my kid at all.
ZOEY: No, that’s why I want it. I want to be unique.
Sigh. How can I argue with that? I mean yes, I’m going to miss her long hair a lot, but my kid just made her own decision and she doesn’t want to be like everyone else. And that’s awesome. Remember the time she wanted to dye her hair? It took me a little while to agree to it, but hey, it’s hair, it can grow back. And most importantly, it’s not MY hair. It’s HER hair.
So today when she gets her hair cut into a short bob and I watch her lustrous locks fall to the floor of the hair salon, it doesn’t matter what goes through my head. What matters is what she sees on my face. And I’m gonna be smiling the HUGEST smile ever and saying she looks fabulous. Because as far as I’m concerned, if she’s happy, she really does look fabulous.
Stay tuned for a picture of Zoey looking unique and like no one else in her class. Eeeks, someone hold me.
And here it is. Taaadaaaaaa! And guess what. I LOVE IT!!!
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And don’t forget, Mother’s Day is next week, and guess what makes a HILARIOUS present!!! I Heart My Little A-Holes. It’s the least you can do for the woman who gave up her perineum for you.