Olive's Haircut

Recently, I found myself constantly thinking about Olive's hair and how it was becoming a shaggy mullet. I decided that it might be okay for me to give a little trim.  After all, her hair seemed to be nothing but a million layers; surely my lack of training would hardly be noticed, right? This is what it looked like after I cut it.  I had this idea that if it flipped out, it would be sort of cute...

And then I found reasons to keep cutting.  Basically, my lack of skill was showing.  So what did I do?  Take her to a professional?  Um no, I figured I could keep trying! 

Then later that night, in the bath, I noticed several areas that were uneven. With Olive's back to me, I figured I could do a quick snip here and there to even it up even more.  Worst decision ever. It quickly became a "boy" haircut, according to Kevin. And it still looked uneven.  I was so sad.  No more cute pigtails. What had I done?!

Luckily, my sweet friend, Tiffany, agreed to come over and help fix it.  It's still obviously short, but at least it looks even! And then my nephew, Jace, decided to provide some consolation for me.

Luckily, hair grows.  And as Jace reminds us all, it could have been worse. 

Olive is sick today (we all got hit with hay fever) and so she is a leaky faucet. Hopefully she will feel better soon.  I hate having a sick child, though I am glad to say that she is still very pleasant.  She colored and played while we watched conference! (General Conference was especially good, wasn't it?)