The time had come for T to get a haircut. At first I was just going to trim a few inches off. However, Joe and I had recently noticed that T had fallen more and more in love with her hair. She spent increasing amounts of time looking at it in the mirror, and almost seemed to be waiting on compliments when we saw family friends. Vanity had struck our sweet T! So... Joe had an amazing idea that would both deal with the luscious locks and hopefully encourage T to give of herself in a way that was a bit difficult: Locks of Love! And, after much deliberation, she accepted the challenge and said goodbye to her hair. She now has a super cute hair cut, but hopefully the fact that it will take a lot less time to manage will keep it out of her mind more.
We are proud of you, T! This may become our tradition of giving to others while killing pride every couple years.
Love, Us.
You look like a beautiful sunbeam.. Therese! I love your new hair, and the meaning of it all! Can't wait to see you in a little over a week! Bless-bless, grandma Barb
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