I'll admit it; I was dreading this day. It's just another moment in a long line of milestones marching into the future, pointing to the inevitability of my baby growing up. But not cutting her hair isn't going to keep her tiny. Instead, it keeps her perpetually annoyed. She's always brushing wisps of hair out of her eyes, unless it's pulled up into her signature "hair fountain," which is forever tickling my nose.
Next up: the macaroni-and-cheese test. I'm sure Keira has plans to find out how her slightly shorter blond locks will hold up to a rejuvenating cheesy noodles (and/or yogurt) scalp treatment. I'll be sure to return and report.