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Hair Cut

I should really call this post "Hair Trim"....because we didn't really do a whole cut....

Chloe was in need of a hair cut for a little while - look at this messy head of hair:


She hardly went a day without a clip in her hair, my effort to keep it from being in her eyes. Last night, we trimmed some bangs and the back.....check out dad's grip on her head (but it kept her still!)


and...she hated it:

even though this picture is blurry, it shows that she's come around to liking her new hair-do:
We think she looks pretty cute!

Comments

Elizabeth said…
I love the new look! :)
Anonymous said…
Oh the price of beauty.Sorry she found it so distressing..the results look great!
Cute, cute, cute,
Momily
Anonymous said…
Awwww! First time we've seen tears! She's a sweetie!
Love,
SSHN
Mike & Emily said…
Awww...poor girl! She does look very cute with those teary eyes though. :) Hopefully the next haircut will be tear free!

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