The Monkey Baby has a new 'do.Again.
I took her back to the hairdresser's yesterday and asked them to even up the lopsided mess of a $15 haircut.
It took the lady 30 minutes to fix The Monkey's hair. She kept cutting and cutting and measuring and measuring and saying, "It's still not even." The Monkey actually fell asleep in the chair. I had to hold her head upright while the lady kept hacking at her hair.
I'm beginning to think the kid has weird hair. Is there such a thing? Do the future hairdressers of tomorrow learn about weird hair in hairdressing school? I'm sure there's some fancy name for it. Whatever they call it, The Monkey has it.
Weird hair.
She also has a propensity towards scissors, nail polish and the words, "Sorry Mommy! So sorry Mommy!"
She will either keep me and The Husband young or drive us into assisted living before our time. Either way, I wouldn't change a thing about her.
She's our Monkey.
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Oh, so much better. I am amazed that she fell asleep during her haircut. I literally have to hold L down and he screams the. entire. time.
Ha! I'm so lucky in that regard...she just sits there and lets them do it. When she see ME with a brush she starts screaming, though!
So cute. She probably just saw all the attention paid to the Eldest's hair and thought she wanted to get in on that action.
Her plan worked perfectly.
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