Lightning Strikes Twice

The last time Kylie found a pair of scissors we were packing and moving to Texas. She butchered Avery's baby curls. This time around Kylie found a pair of manicure scissors and worked on her own head.





I tried to fix it with a long-layered look, but I'm no hairstylist and it didn't quite turn out as I'd envisioned.


Alas, we took her to a professional. She relished the salon experience, feeling as if she'd stepped into the pages of a Fancy Nancy book. I forgot to take my camera along, but this was the result. She is looking quite grownup and promises she'll never cut anyone's hair again! Time will tell.