Monday, February 24, 2014


File this under: things I should have done a long time ago...

I'm not a terribly sappy sentimental type of girl (unless you read anything in the archives from a few weeks/months after my kids are born. All sense goes out the window during that time, and I tend to blubber) so thinking about Piper's first haircut wasn't a big deal to me. I didn't intend to save a pile of her locks in a book (for the same reason I won't be keeping any of her baby teeth when the time comes: gross) and I didn't get weepy when I thought about snipping off her baby strands. But- I wasn't exactly in a hurry to go hacking away at her hair either. After all, it has just barely grown long enough to put in ponies, so even if it was getting a little scraggly, I was holding onto the length on principle. 
But eventually, even I had to admit that Piper's mop was becoming a bit of a situation...the words ragamuffin and mullet come to was probably time for a trim. 

I know nothing about cutting hair, but I also knew that with the current state of her mane, I couldn't exactly make it worse, so I elected to tackle the task myself. I told Piper we were going to play beauty shop, and bribed her with the promise of wearing a fancy cape. I probably should have mentioned "m & o's" (her adorably wrong name for the candy...please no one ever correct her)  but she was in a cooperative mood, so I lucked out. She even let me take some before shots:

I had to work swiftly, so I wrapped her in a towel, sprayed her down, combed it out, and started snipping. I used my giant craft scissors, which is probably some kind of beautician sin, but they are the sharpest ones I have, so I went with it. 

I probably only got about three cuts in before she declared she was "all done!! stop stop stop!!" (and clearly the cape was long gone) but that's all I needed. The rat tail was gone. It's probably not 100% straight, but fortunately two year olds pretty much never stand still, so no one will be the wiser. 


To most people it probably doesn't look any different, but she's slightly less shaggy, and we can still coax it into ponies, so that's a win in my book. It unfortunately seems like she got my hair genes- nice and blonde, but impossibly thin- so we just work with what we got.  As long as we can get her trademark bow in there, I'm a happy mama. (though I did compromise on which bow in this case...the girl has strong opinions, and this day she insisted upon the flower. Guess I'll stick to being her hair stylist and leave the wardrobe- and accessory- selection to the tiny expert.)


  1. So glad I'm not the only one not saving teeth! ;) I think you did a good job! Such an adorable girl.

  2. She's adorable. And for what it's worth, once I snipped off Charlotte's mullet/rat tail, her hair grew LIKE CRAZY. Hopefully that's what happens with Miss Piper.

  3. Piper is so cute even with scraggly ends, but the little hair cut is quite becoming also! We have terrible hair history over here. I am hoping to take the little girls for their first "Big Girl" hair cuts at a professional this spring! Another reason to wish away the snow!