It's Just Hair

At least that's what I keep telling myself. This afternoon we decided to go get Katie's hair cut before we leave on our trip to NC next week. Sarah wanted to get hers cut too, and against my better judgement, we decided we would let her be included on the fun too. She was so excited and felt like such a big girl.

She absolutely loved getting her hair washed. I thought she was going to fall asleep.

She was very patient and sat so still.

And here is the finished product. The lady who cut hers was an older lady and I wasn't very happy that we got her. Old ladies usually cut everyone's hair like an old lady. But I tried to give her the benefit of a doubt because she was so nice. But she cut my baby's hair like an old lady. She asked if I wanted layers and I said maybe a few. I thought that meant long layers, but I guess I should have been more specific, because she just went to town layering my baby's hair. It was all I could do to hold back the tears. Thank goodness Aaron was there because I had to walk away for a few minutes.

The good news is that she loves it and can't stop shaking her head. I know she's still my beautiful, sweet little Sarah, but I terribly miss her long locks. Hopefully it'll grow as fast as Katie's does.

And here is Katie. Hers is so cute, and she absolutely loves hers too.

And here they are together. They are so beautiful, even with a bad haircut.