After using a lot of water, the blow dryer and approximately half a bottle of Instant Freeze hairspray this morning to camouflage Kiddo's self-inflicted hair trim results from last week, I caved in and took her for a professional repair job after school today. The hair at one week out was already beginning to resemble one of Andy Rooney's eyebrows, right there in the middle of her head, and I couldn't do any sort of center-parted hairstyle because of it.
Those first snips were the hardest for Mommy to watch. I resisted the urge to save a lock or twenty, though. (I do have the very first lock from her very first ever haircut tucked away for safekeeping, though...)
The downside to having bangs cut in, as far as Kiddo was concerned? The hairstylist had to stand in front of her, thereby blocking her view of the flatscreen, hi-def TV blasting cartoons that Kiddo was trying desperately to gorge herself upon.
Once the bangs were cut in sufficient quantity as to hide the errant eyebrow bit underneath, I decided "in for a penny, in for a pound" and allowed Kiddo to get the "short" bob for which she has been begging for ages now. This is as short as the stylist dared go, as Kiddo's hair still has a good deal of curl/wave to it and if it was any shorter, we feared it would look like Buster Brown with a bad, home perm. Here's the finished result - Krystal and Kiddo. Krystal was an awesome stylist and if anyone local wants a referral, I'm happy to give it!
Once we got home, Kiddo wanted to show Daddy what it looks like "just down" without the fancy ribbon, so we took it out and did a quick restyle to the way it will likely look 99% of the time (at least 99% of the time for the first five minutes after I comb it in the mornings. I'm sure it will resemble a bird's nest of snarls by the time she gets off the bus at the end of the day...) -
And Kiddo being Kiddo, she insisted on doing a picture with her head tilted. For some reason, she thinks this is the way that photos should all be taken. I have no idea why.