Tuesday, January 15, 2008

I Shoulda Been a Hairdresser

For 2 limited months in the 3rd grade I was a full-blown girly-girl.

I was certain I would grow up and become a hairdresser. So certain, I gave all my Barbie dolls the Sinead O' Connor do. Then my Mom took them all away and I was back to tomboy tendencies in no time.

Today was my son's first haircut. At 16 months he was starting to sport a chullet (the child mullet) and needed a trim.

His hairstylist went out of his way to make him happy and comfortable, which in turn, made me happy and comfortable. And very thankful.

Maybe I should embrace my inner girly-girl voice more often.

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