A monumental hair cut

Yesterday, after countless mornings of fights and tears over the task of brushing Bri's beautiful, but unruly head of curly, long hair, we decided to take her for her first ever haircut by a professional (I don't count as professional in this area!). Here are a couple of shots.

Just to give you an idea of the amount of hair that was cut off.

Her new look.

She says she feels "so different now" and she told me this morning that her new favorite hobby is brushing her hair - with no pain involved! She seems to have a whole new outlook on life since yesterday afternoon, and is so excited to show her school mates - she wants to get to school early today. Isn't it interesting how our countenence changes with something slightly altered? I feel the same way after a good haircut, pedicure, or relaxing massage (we really need to not neglect ourselves as much as we do!).

While it was harder for me to see her long hair go, I have to admit that it is nice to easily be able to brush through her hair now (the price we've paid for beauty all this time!!). However, I do distinctly recall sitting in the salon watching my little girl get her first "real" haircut and realizing in a very big way in that moment that she is growing up so fast. Before we know it, we'll be picking out prom dresses and discussing makeup techniques. Ah, the bittersweet taste of motherhood as we realize we are working ourselves out of a job...