My girls went through a hair cutting stage. About every other week or so, one of them would cut part of their hair. I knew they were old enough to use scissors responsibly, so I made a decision. I let them know that the next time somebody cut their own hair, I was going to cut it all to the length of the shortest piece they cut. I also made it clear that it was their hair, if they did not want it to be long it did not have to be long. I would cut their hair, or take them to get their hair cut any time they let me know they wanted it shorter. I reminded them of our new rule regularly at first, and occasionally as a reminder. Then, one day, I walked into the other room and saw a pile of hair on the floor. Emily had cut her hair (we talked to her about it, to make sure she had cut it herself, and to be sure she knew the consequence that was to come). So, we cut her hair.
At first she was okay. Then she cried. Then she was okay. If it weren't for a flower hair clip, I think she would have been devastated for much longer that she looks like a boy. So here it is, her hair cut pictures.
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Before the cut |
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Her own cut |
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All the length of the shortest she cut it to |
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With the flower clip- now it's not as bad. |
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