well, it was bound to happen. i peeked over the kitchen sink/bar and there was lilli with scissors in hand. she had a big bouncy girl already captive by the shiny blades of her safety scissors (apparently the ones with not enough safety). i screamed, "nnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooooooo... lilli don't cut your hair." um, a minute too late. i looked on her little table in the kitchen to find locks of beautiful hair on the top. i won't lie ~ i cried. i think it was the horrible memory of me and scissors in the 8th grade streaming at full speed into my moment of shock. in the weirdest way, her hair actually doesn't look half bad. i had been debating about bangs for a bit because her hair has wild adorable curls and keeping it up or back is next to impossible. i couldn't believe she actually managed to cut them in an okay way and accomplish a good thing ~ a clear line of sight!
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