Haircut

It is time to cut the girls’ hair. They go through phases of what they allow us to do. Many things we have resorted to wrestling them down to change diapers or stick on a band-aid and things like that. But you can’t do that when cutting hair, as it involves sharp scissors and flailing arms and legs all over the place aren’t a good idea.

The last time I cut their hair was early this year, and by some miracle they cooperated. Unfortunately, Sophie is going through a big NO phase right now. And she even speaks for Sarah, who has been more cooperative with these things lately. Last week I tried to cut Sarah’s hair, but Sophie started “protecting” her Sissy, and I decided it wasn’t safe.

Back when neither of them cooperated, we resorted to cutting their hair in their sleep. Someone named DADA absolutely butchered Sarah’s hair! I came across these pictures of her at the park. This was after many late-night trimming sessions to attempt to fix her hair. I’m pretty sure that Sophie’s bangs (last pic) were left longer to avoid poor Sarah’s look.

Date: February 2009 (22 months old).

Thanks Cheryl for hosting another Way Back When-esday!