When Holly initially asked me to have a short haircut like Greta's, I took a deep breath and said, "let's talk about it." Cutting off her long, blond locks felt like a really big deal. She's Holly with long, blond hair, whereas Greta's the one that wears her hair in a bob.
I'm a firm believer of trimming off those whispy, scraggly baby locks no matter how much it makes your heart hurt because the child looks so much crisper on the other side and it makes one wonder why the trim didn't happen sooner. And so I've done that with my girls, and then Holly's hair got to the point where it was ready to grow out and so that's what I did. Let me tell you, it was beautiful. So soft when it was brushed. The perfect shade of beachy blonde. But.... it tangled like none other (she has my hair - fine and thick - so I know exactly what it feels like). We were always braiding it or doing something because otherwise, there would be big tears (Holly) and frustration (Me). I also believe in (or am trying to) letting kids choose their hair cuts. Kids have so little control over anything. Their hair feels like an ok place to hand them the reins (within reason obviously). Holly was sold completely on having her hair chopped off "to here" she'd say, holding her hand up at her chin. So we did it. And she hasn't looked back. She loves her new hair cut. She's still as beautiful as ever. I've tried not to utter any words of regret around Holly just because she's so thrilled and I don't want to teach her to regret a haircut... there's enough time in her life for that. So I'm letting her and encouraging her to enjoy it. With each passing day, I love her little bob even more.
