Luckily the impossible knot quickly changed her mind.
GG is getting to be very independent. There are some definite benefits to this, but there is also a downside. She wanted to brush her hair herself. The other morning after she claimed to brush her hair, I did an inspection. I could see a knot the size of her fist smack dab in the middle of her neck. I picked up her brush. She began to cry. Even before I touched her golden hair.
That is when I knew she needed her hair cut and fast.
I knew that if I called my salon, there was a chance I would have to wait a few days for an appointment. I figured Borics was our only option since they accept walk-ins. I dreaded going there. They butchered both GG's hair and mine in the past. Twice. I swore I would never set foot in that place again.
This week I ate those words.
I cringed along with my baby as the knots wer combed from her hair. I held back my tears as I watched her golden locks fall to the floor.
When the stylist was done, GG walked over to me so I could inspect. As I was about to freak out over a missed piece of hair, the stylist caught it and promptly trimmed it.
In the end, my peace sign loving girl is happy with her new 'do. Her long bangs, that she now wants to dye pink, can be swept to the side to frame her perfect face. Her fingers can now touch the ends of her hair. Something she hasn't been able to do for a very long time.
After we returned home to show off her hair to the boys, I pulled out my tape measurer to get the numbers. She lost 7 inches of hair!
GG's hair bounces when she walks and she can run a brush through all by herself to get all the knots out. I think this is a style we are definitely going to keep.
The pink streak is still debatable!
Until next time...