Did you hear that loud crack yesterday?

That was my heart breaking.

Ok, not really breaking, but yesterday was rather bittersweet.

My sweet little Megan, whose long blonde curls have always been one of my favorite things, got her hair cut yesterday. She's had a few trims here and there, and a couple of times we've had several inches taken off, but this time she wanted it short. Lately it's been really scraggly and hard to manage, and I guess, in theory, there comes a time when you maybe should let your children have a say in what their hair looks like, and she has been asking for a long time to get it cut.

So yesterday, I took her over to my friend Lydia's, who was nice enough to do it for us. Megan said, "Up to my ears!" and I said, "On your shoulders!" and we compromised with in between.

Here she is, all ready to go:
One last shot of the length:
The first cut (I hear it's the deepest) :
All done! (Sorry about that shot, Lydia. Thanks for the free haircut!)Definitely a thumbs up!
Not a great shot, but you can kind of see how much she loves it:
I'll miss the long curls some, I'm sure, but I don't think I'll miss the long morning detanglings, and really, she looks so darn cute. This morning she was so excited to be able to do her hair all by herself and have me let her leave the house afterwards. Win-win, if you ask me.