She goes back to preschool in a week. She doesn't like having her hair brushed, and when we're on a morning schedule, it's just painful for everyone. So we walked into a discount hair salon a few days ago and cut off a bunch of her hair. When I tell people this before they've seen her new look, they tend to gasp a little bit: before the haircut, she looked like a toddler with more hair than most grown ups. A wee Cousin Itt, if you will.
But when they see her? It's all good. And if she decides she doesn't like it? It'll grow out soon enough. But for now, she is an adorable big little girl, if I do say so myself.