“A fine head of hair adds beauty to a good face, and terror to an ugly one.” ~Lycurgus
It’s been a long time in coming. I’m thinking almost a year? That was when Emma decided she wanted to donate her hair to Locks of Love. Maybe you are familiar with this organization which helps disadvantaged children who are dealing with medical hair loss. You can cut your hair, send it to them and they will create hairpieces/wigs for kids who need them. Emma has great hair. And she has been a great sport. She has “suffered” for a good cause. The neverending hair brushing and hair fixing and hair washing. OY, and let’s not forget the LICE extravaganza! (See April 26, May 10 and May 14 in the blog vault for the lice saga.) Morning crazy hair…wish I had a picture to insert here. But anyway, it seems like it has taken for. ever. to get to this point.
For two weeks, Emma has been asking me, “Mommy, when can I cut my hair??” Well, actually, it’s been more like two months that she’s been asking me that, but my answer had always been, “when you have a 10-inch ponytail”, because that is what LOL says on the website that you have to have in order to donate. Her hair has been long enough for a little while, so my reply lately has been, “after we take the annual Christmas card photo.” Truth be told, I love brushing and fixing Emma’s hair. She has great hair. I think I was probably reliving my whole childhood of wishing I had had hair like hers. My mom made me wear my hair short…in the dreaded “pixie” cut of the 1970s. Oh the horror! *shiver* (Again, wish I had a picture to insert here because it was a SIGHT! But suffice it to say that there were times that I was thought to be my parents’ third son, “Joel”. I have two brothers. SIGH. I am scarred. But I digress, and that’s blog fodder for another day…) So, I was probably dragging my feet because I knew there would be no more fixing hair really, at least for a while. But, bless her heart, she had been been such a trooper through the whole hair growing process. It was time.
A couple of weeks ago, I had gone to Great Clips, coupon in hand, to get my $5.99 hair cut. I used to go to the “foo-foo” salons and pay $40 for a hair cut, but that was 10 years and 2 kids ago…those days are o-v-e-r. I mean, it was nice and all, but I’m taking my chances at the walk-in places now. My motto is, “Hair grows back.” Anyway, I was chatting about stuff with Maggie as she was cutting away. (Loved her, she was HILARIOUS.) I mentioned that it was almost time for Emma to cut her locks and donate them. Maggie said, “well you know, we do LOL haircuts free of charge AND we take care of mailing everything in for you too. Please bring her here and let me cut her hair. I’ll give her a really cute bob.” Get Out! I loved the haircut Maggie gave me and thought “you’re on, honey!” So, a couple of nights ago, I spontaneously had the kids throw on something red with the obligatory dorky hats and we had our impromptu photo shoot. I’m wondering when they are going to start rebelling against the dorky hats. After the photo shoot, I told Emma, “Tomorrow is the day.” She was SO excited.
Off we went, and here is my little Rapunzel before:
And here she is after…isn’t she precious??:
Or is she goin’ all gangsta on me???
Either way, she is a trip! And she is adorable. Some lucky kid out there is going to get some great hair. Grown, and cared for, with a lot of love.