Because NO Little Girl Wants to Be Known as "Mullet Chick" (Or, Mullet Chic)

I took a good, long, hard, painful look at my beautiful little girl yesterday and decided it was time to let the mullet go. I was trying to let her hair grow long, but, well, she was ALL business up front, and party in the back. Her bangs were really scraggly too. She looked less like a little girl and more like a frumpy old lady. She always has that old lady look, but the hair made it worse. She can't help that she's an old soul. By the By, the outfit is an 18 monther that OT Jen bought for her when she was born. It's just starting to fit nicely, but the dang pants still fall down. Skinny Minnie.


During the cut, she didn't cry, or even whimper. She just has that old lady sad face on, probably because it looked like the boys were having a lot of fun running around the hair shop. I on the other hand, was a little teary. It's the last ever "First Baby Haircut". Just one more thing to add to the Last Ever First of something. Sniffle....

Bye Bye Mullet, hello cute little girl bob. The cut is a bit uneven, but it's not the hair lady's fault. She was working on a moving target, and did okay in spite of that.

The end result. I can no longer put all her hair up in Piggies, but it looks cute with a little bit down in back. No more sad old lady, just a smiley little girl.