First Hair Cut

I did it, you guys.  I cut Zuzu's hair.

I know it's hard to believe, given that she doesn't appear to have a whole lot of it.  She's really challenged in the bang-area.  But the back was moving past wispy to stringy and instead of looking cute and whimsical it looked unkempt and ragamuffin.

My mom had been nagging encouraging me to trim it up for a while now--assuring me it would "look thicker!"  I had mixed feelings though--I was afraid it would make her look grown up, and she did have this one little curl in the middle (well, sometimes it curled) that was really cute, in a mullet rat tail sort of way.

Um, this is cute, right?

But then I took this picture of here, and while it just captured her at an unfortunate moment, I could no longer ignore the fact that her hair looked, well, horrid.

I mean MY GOD, is she feral?  Judging by the fact that she actually chewed the styrofoam cup behind her in half and then covered herself in her dinner (hence the strip-down in the kitchen), it seems quite possible.  Also, the short-on-top, long-on-the-sides look is just not super flattering.

So I sat her in the high chair, gave her some fruit to snack on, and trimmed it up across the back.

I'm not sure it really looks thicker, but it is more even and definitely looks less like she's being raised by wolves.

And it's still wispy and sweet.

The nice part of her not having any hair on top is that cutting her hair didn't age her the way haircuts sometimes do.  She still looks just like our little punkin from the front.  It's just a bit more... civilized... in the back.

And yes, I taped some wisps of hair in her baby book.  Memories...