Hair today, gone tomorrow...

Or in a matter of ten minutes. So, she did it. We all have heard stories about how kids cut their own hair. Both my sons have played 'barber' at one point, though it wasn't a big deal because they were boys and well, the damage is just less noticeable with them. But Rowan armed with a pair of safety scissors (you know...the colorful, plastic, rounded edge, blunt, kiddie type) cut off all of her hair. "I cut my hair!" she proudly comments to everyone. Every inch she could get her little hands on. She's even got a few bald spots as well. Thankfully, Nana helped with damage control. I really think I'm a bit more traumatized than I should be. It is just hair, and she is just MY daughter.