My Little Pixie

Oh my, where to begin. Yesterday evening I came downstairs to get dinner started to see my youngest standing at the bottom of the stairs with a child's scissors in her hands and a big smile on her face. She said, "Mom, look at how pretty I look!" Apparently, she decided to give herself a haircut and had no idea the damage she had done. My first reaction was to gasp and then she frowned and her face got all scrunched up with a worried look on it. I quickly recovered and told her it was OK, I wasn't upset with her and would fix it. The first pictures below, I took before I cut the rest to even it out. Well, I did my best to even it out but she had practically "scalped" herself in some spots so those areas will just have to grow out... And given the fact, that it took three years to grow her hair long enough to put in a pony-tail, it is going to take some time...

After the cut was finished, I told her she looked beautiful and suggested she go look in the mirror (she still hadn't seen it yet). She took one look in the mirror and burst into tears and went hysterical. "I don't like it, I don't like it", she screamed over and over. It took a half hour just to calm her down.

Well, at least she won't ever do this again (I hope).

These last two pictures I took this morning of her new short "pixie cut". You can't see the side of her head that is missing big chunks of hair in this picture but they are there. The good news is she is recovered this morning and now looks in the mirror and says she looks "beautiful!" My little pixie.