One day last week Bekah decided to surpise me with something that she did. Something that she thought was so awesome.
She cut her hair.
Putting it mildly, I freaked. It was one of those moments that you wish you could rewind just 5 minutes. One of those moments that you have to keep asking yourself if it really happened.
She was so proud of herself. She actually did a good job cutting herself some bangs!
The pictures I took don't really show the damage she did. She chopped her hair off on both sides starting at her chin. And took a small chunk out of the back.
After I calmed down, I found poor Bekah in her room, in her bed, crying. My freak out gave her the impression that I was mad and so she thought she was in trouble.
After I told her I wasn't mad, we scheduled an emergency trip (and a first) to the hair salon. The hairdresser was able to layer her hair and leave the majority of the length. I will post a before and after picture in a couple days. Bekah has been quite the stinker about letting me take a good picture of her.
But she looks so grown up, now.
Sigh.
