Mornings had become a battle ground for Bekah and I. I was always yelling at her to brush her hair and she was always telling me she had, except the big knots told me another story! I usually ended up brushing it and she ended up yelling and crying! I finally had had enough and told her she had a week to prove to me she could take care of her hair or it was getting cut. Well a week or so later she still had not gone to school with out me having to do her hair! I told her she had to get it cut and she cried for about a minute then decided it would be cool. We ended up getting it cut and she decided to donate it to locks of love. We got 12 inches cut and she looks adorable! Her comment the evening she got it cut was "mom my head isn't so heavy anymore!".
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