Allison's hair was getting long. I love it long, except I broke my pinkie and haven't been able to do it. I also have a hard time brushing it since I can't close my fist and help with the tangles. She didn't want to brush her hair and was having a hard time letting me brush her hair. Chris kept saying we should cut it but I love long hair. I can do stuff with it and she loved it too....as long as she could just let it be down all the time without brushing it ever.
Two Saturdays ago, April 30th Matthew had a 9:00am soccer game and Allison had a 10:15am soccer game so I knew that I would have time to do her hair during his game. WELL.......that did not go over well. She just cried and cried and threw a fit while I tried to brush her hair. Since she did THAT in public, that was my breaking point. It is one thing to cry and throw a fit when we are home but she did it in front of a lot of people. I told her I was going to cut it when we got home, and I am not know for having empty threats. I don't usually say something unless I know that it possible to follow through with it and if I am willing to follow through with it. Because she didn't want her hair cut she had a horrible morning and pretty much cried throughout her whole soccer game. BUT when we got home, we marched up to the bathroom and cut her hair. I don't make empty threats.
She hated it. She was so worried that nobody would recognize it. Worried that people wouldn't be her friend and would make fun of her for having short hair. She was scared that her best friend, Anna Burke, would stop being her friend.
But then, about fifteen minutes later when she realized how quickly should could brush it, that frown turned upside down into a smile.
She was worried about church people but she was SO surprised when EVERYONE said they loved her hair and were surprised when she told them I cut it for her.
She was super surprised that everyone said they loved it.
She went to school and everyone recognized her ans said they loved it as well so she was good.