New hope with regrowth

It takes me a while to get used to hair cuts. Even Phil, who gets his hair done "professionally", looks awful to me when he gets home. For about a week. And then I'm used to it. If it's not too short. So, with a bit of regrowth and a bit of time, the kids shall all look cute again. We can hope.

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Amazingly enough, Matthew sat the best for me. And Melanie was the worst. I was lucky to get a snip in when she wasn't wiggling. Once she's old enough to care what it looks like, she'll be old enough to sit better. And maybe by then my hairdressing abilities will have grown dramatically.

I don't think they improved any. I kinda like the longer shaggier look. But I'm not the only one in the world, I'm told.

Maybe in a week they'll look cute to me again.
Maybe in a week I'll be able to love them again.