She's a woman of many charms, what can I say. I just can't stand her crying.
Finally, I did what I never wanted to do. Sam, Addi and I loaded into the car and we cut her beautiful, straight, white-blond, sticky hair into a bob. All while I kept saying, "I don't want to do this. Should I be doing this? Ugh..."
Do I regret it now?
How could I regret something so adorable? And, easier to brush?