While visiting my sister in law and the new(ish) babycakes of hers, I got antsy, asked for a pair of scissors and snipped M a new pair of bangs. Her very first haircut, on a whim, in the middle of my brothers living room (but don’t worry, I’m leaving her curly locks for as long as I can, because I’m certain, those baby curls— they won’t come back after sniping). Marlowe has been on and off with bows (bobby pins too) and letting me tie up her hair, for the past few weeks— she ALWAYS wants it down, which is fine, I never expect her to wear a bow, but the constant hair in her eyes was driving me nuts. So we did it: bangs. At first I was like “errr was this a good idea?” But then the next day: we did it shorter. And you know what? I think she is just darling. And so much more grown up looking! I swear, cutting her hair, made her legs grow two inches longer. I don’t talk much about M these days and her passing months. I’ve had a longer blog post about the ‘terrible twos’ or whatever sitting in drafts for about a month now… that seems to be the average for many (or at least some anyway) blog posts these days: two+ weeks in drafts before it gets posted. She’s been growing, growing, growing. &Well, I just want to eat her up.
And her first tiny ponytail? Ugh. She was so little!
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!