And now, a milestone of a different kind.
This is kind of silly, really. There is absolutely no rational reason for me to be so connected to the hair on my eldest daughter’s head. And yet…
Take my child to the ER via ambulance and I’m cool as a cucumber. Chop 9 inches off of Ellie’s lovely locks and I’m a blubbering mess.
I need to get it together. Seriously.
Thankfully, my awesome mother-in-law, Judy, (or as the girls call her, “Oma”) is a rockin’ hairstylist, so I didn’t have to lose it in public. Check this out:
The Before:
“Are you sure, Mom?”
Tessa doesn’t really get what the big deal is.
This is about where I started crying.
Mickey Mouse on TV helps the time go faster…
All done!!
Yo soy La Lay 
Your girls are both just gorgeous!
I have a memory of my Mum cutting my hair when I was little and repeatedly not being happy with the line so cutting it shorter and shorter. Your MIL did a great job!
She looks super cute! Your MIL did a great job 🙂