This was a conversation between Nia & I this evening, driving over Highway 17.
Nia: I think it's time for a...
Me: Time for a what?
Nia: A trim.
Me: A trim? You mean your hair?
Nia: Yeah. Maybe this much. How much is this much?
Me (glancing in the rear-view at her hands): That looks like about 6 inches.
Nia: Yeah. Six inches should be good.
This is a kiddo who has vehemently resisted hair-cutting her whole life and has been pretty vain about her long hair. But she seemed certain.... so I gave my little one her second-ever haircut, and her most severe ever. It was my first major haircut job, too. I was way more stressed than she was. And I learned that being a hair cuttee does not necessarily make one qualified to be a hair cutter... but I think it looks "good enough." Actually, I think she looks awful darn cute!