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On Monday, Olvia was watching tv in the living room and I got up to get a bottle of water from the fridge. As soon as I opened the refridgerator door Olivia said, "Mommy, I got a haircut!" I ran into the living room and there were little piles of hair everywhere. I instantly fell to the floor crying. Olivia said, "Mommy, it's okay. You can use the vaccum to clean it up". I retrieved the scissors asking, "Why did you do that?" Olivia gave no response. I suppose she was in a state of shock watching her mom have a melt-down. I picked up the hair, formed one single ball and set it on the kitchen counter. I then grabbed for the cellphone and frantically called Rick, as if he could save the day. "Olivia cut a huge chunk out of her hair" I said while gasping for breath. His best advice was to take her to the Great Clips and get them to fix it. He had to get back to school so I called Alex. She lauged at me...a lot. She also told me to quit hyperventilating and get a grip. "It's just hair" she said. "It will grow back". Easy for her to say...considering she has more hair an austrailian sheepdog.
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Bottom line is we think our child is cute no matter what. Not to mention that her hair will eventually grow back out.
I go to my workplace tomorrow. Olivia started daycare today. I can't wait to pick her up at 3.