December 20, 2010


“Snip, snip, snip,” is what I heard coming from the kitchen.

I turned my head, and there she stood, head bent over the garbage can, tiny hands holding kitchen shears and a handful of hair.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” I screamed as I ran over and took the scissors out of her hands.

“I telled you I want haircut,” she says, “my hairs no bouncing!” she explained.

Taylor haircut

Solution: a layered bob with bangs (or as she calls them, “little hairs”)

Her explanation below:

Good thing she’s cute

She’s lucky she’s cute.

You know, usually.

P.S. Do you like her dinosaur costume?