The world has been pretty divided on the subject of my crazy hair and a potential haircut. Sometimes Mama and I will try to get people's opinions on the subject. The "It's About Time!" camp is usually very polite and says things like "a little trim couldn't hurt". Of course there is that daddy element in the "It's About Time!" camp that's been hinting at the fact that I may have had somewhat of a mullett for the last month or so! Then there is the "I Can't Believe You Would Do Such a Thing!" camp headed up by my Granny Eilis who just loves my wild and crazy hair. Mama and I* have kind of been in the middle...we want my hair to be long, but must admit it's been looking a little on the sgraggedly side of crazy lately. Well on Wednesday I had a little bit of a rough day...you may be able to see the results of it right in the middle of my forehead in these pictures...yep my first real booboo :-( So Mama told me that when you're having a rough day, a trip to the hair salon is the perfect cure, so off we went!
*Mama is thoroughly enjoying this period where we have exactly the same opinion on everything, and yes she does realize that there will be a time when I'll want the exact opposite of what she likes just because! ...hmmm perhaps from experience ;-)
It was SO COOL...I got to sit in my own police car! Check me out Uncle Brad...betcha I can go faster than you!!!
Don't I look like such a big girl :-)
Ta-Da! See? Just a little trim :-) 
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