My Brave Little Missy

Hattie is a complex kid.

For the most part, she is VERY brave. But she does have a few things that she is not so comfortable with - like being barefoot. Girlie HATES to be barefoot, especially on a hard floor. I don't know why, I just know it is what it is.

She also hates to have her hair cut.

I mean she HATES to have her hair cut.

She wasn't always this way. She used to be great with haircuts. Then about a year and a half ago we were at one of those Super Great Fantastic Clippy places and she was in the chair. They were having a special and there was a girl blowing up balloons for the kids. Just as the lady doing her hair went in for the bangs a balloon popped behind her. Hattie whipped her head around to see it and the lady stabbed her in the forehead. It was no one's fault, but it did happen. And she has not liked cuts since ... can ya blame her?

Now, last summer she did well for a cut and I thought we were past all that. But the next time she needed a trim, for some reason, we were back to square one.

She hates haircuts!

Until last night ...

Our friend Mrs. Robin offered to give it a try. She even came to our house. I warned her it could get ugly, but she said she was brave. And, to our surprise, so was Hattie...

She climbed right up in that chair, I gave her a couple books and she sat there like a champ!


And Robin did a GREAT job with the cut ...

... which made Hattie feel special - special enough to strike a pose!!


Yes, suffice it to say that our girl likes her new cut!

When Hubbs got home she ran to him and said "look at me Daddy! Do you like it? Isn't it beautiful?"

And I cried.


And then I got MY hair cut too...