emi learned all about plants at school last week.
on friday she took home what she called mr. harry/hairy
i was like uh...she looks like a miss to me. (eyelashes)
so by sunday, mr. was a miss.
and we decided she needed a haircut.
emi refuses to get her haircut for some reason
i'm thinking because i've always told her to keep scissors away from her hair.
that is the only logical reason i can think.
or maybe she think her hair won't grow back, like in the end of tangled.
who knows. so i was hoping this would help her fear.
i don't think she knew what to expect but she looks excited.
i think it was harder than she expected.
because the hair moved all over the place.
she just kept chopping and i wasn't sure when she was going to stop.
i think she loved going to town.
and a little off this side, and some from over here.
i am glad she had fun.
and just like that she was trimmed.
i am excited for the grass to keep growing so we can cut it again.
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