L*ily's first haircut came a bit earlier than expected for her and for us. While her sister actually did need a trim at only 6 months, L*ily was just getting to the point where her hair was getting in her eyes.


I think maybe we talked about it too much - maybe in combination with our preschooler's zeal for cutting - these two factors together along with inattentive parenting resulted in Z*oe giving Li*ly a hair cut (notice I did not say she cut her hair, no, she gave her the full price cut). This was followed by some scolding, crying, and scolding by Mom*my, visions of blood and ERs by Dad*dy, a good time out, lots of "yes, Mom*my, sorry Mom*my, sorry L*ily", and a good dose of parental guilt. After all that, we began to recover and heard from a few other very good parents that this has happened to other children before - cutting siblings hair, reciprocating siblings, cutting one's own hair, etc.
Then we lived with it for a week before I decided I needed to take her to the professionals in hopes of helping it "blend in" and maybe even "grow out better". You can see it does look better...
BEFORE PROFESSIONAL INVOLVEMENT:

RECEIVING PROFESSIONAL HELP:




AFTER PROFESSIONAL INVOLVEMENT: ("Are we done yet, M*om?)

Z*oe clearly still loves her sister,

and maybe I'm just getting used to it, but I think its kind of cute as long as I don't dwell on where the other 2 inches that took 15 months to grow went in a flash...