Today was the big haircut. I cut my hair short a few months back, right after Lucy was born. Mollie came with me and said she *might* want to get hers cut too. It never happened... Now that she's starting to loose some of her golden locks (yes, it makes me tear up), we thought it might help if she cut it short. I guess nothing can really soften the blow.
Mollie asked if people would make fun of her because her hair was falling out. We talked about how some people might not understand why her hair is falling out, that, of course, we still love her, it's going to grow back, that she might want to wear hats or a wig so people won't notice ask much (if she wants to). Then, after this long, emotional conversation about her hair she said, "Well maybe I can wear leaves on my head because leaves are really pretty."
We're working on trying to meet some other kids going through chemo which would really help.
Anyway, I like her hair short- I think it looks cute (and so does Mollie). And the really good news is she likes wearing bandanas and other head coverings (thanks auntie Liv).
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