On Friday, the mommy alarm bells were going off. I felt Norah was up to something but couldn’t put my finger on it. As usual, I nursed Cedar to sleep for her afternoon nap. It took around 10 minutes. When I returned to Norah, I noticed she was wearing a hat but didn’t think much of it. I swept up some playdough and opened the trashbin to dump it when…
Oh my. The trashbin was full of blond hair. *don’t react strongly, don’t react strongly* Her friends, Maris and Clementine, have also recently cut their hair so I knew it was a possibility.
Me: Norah, you cut your hair. Let me see.
Norah: Removes hat with an impish grin.
Whew! No scalp showing. Wow…she did a pretty good job. Still, I’m sad that she has bangs now. What a hassle.
I didn’t find a single blond hair anywhere except in the trash and the kitchen scissors were neatly returned to their drawer. We’re calling it “chunky layers.” And look how much she looks like my preschool self:
I didn’t know about this sneaky side. A new characteristic for the journey.