Mommy was getting me all dressed for gifted class and braided my hair. She noticed that my hair was funny in the front and the pony tail didn’t braid nicely. She grabbed my backpack and went to put in my water bottle and discovered a handful of cut off hair shoved in one of the pockets.
After class we took a trip to the salon for a little trim and straighten. I told her I was cutting paper and my hair was in the way so I trimmed it. I was very mad at myself for this choice as I love my long curly hair.
All better.
Except now I have these whispy bangs that won’t stay back. Someday they will be long enough for my pony tail, someday!
Mosy of my baby blonde is now gone as my hair has changed to a darker blonde brown reddish now.
