Last week, PJ had her hair trimmed. Yes, it was a bit overdue. Ok, maybe a lot overdue, but summer just flew by, didn’t it? Anyway, we just cut 3 inches off and it looks great!
As you know though, trimming PJ’s curly hair requires a complete hair straightening and is about a 2 hour job. Well, 2 hrs to straighten and 1/2 hour to trim. You see, our beautiful little girl has enough hair for herself and 5 bald men. Maybe we should start some sort of business. Hmmm…”Locks of Love” by PJ. She could donate her hair to bald men. The only requirement, they have to agree to have curly hair. I bet there’s more than a few bald guys out there that would rather be curly than bald. You think?
After it’s done, straightened and trimmed and all flowy, wow! PJ sure does take on a whole knew persona. She really becomes different. Kind of more grown up. More flashy. I can’t explain it. But I swear, every time we do a trim, my little girl matures. Is that possible?
Here’s how the trim day and the days to follow all play out…
Day one, hair straight and PJ’s suddenly more sassy, feeling different, feeling special, feeling grown.
Day two, PJ begins to show signs of normalcy. She becomes a little more quiet and little more calm. All the hoopla dies down at school about the straight hair and she blends in with all the other kids that have straight hair. Which, btw, is her whole class.
Day 3 is our limit. Last day of straight, then she needs a washing. But seriously, she’s pretty done anyway. Suddenly she’s not so comfortable, not unique and missing her curls. She stops flipping her head around and starts pulling her straight hair into a pony. She’s bored.
Day 4, we wash, condition and bam! She has her curls back. Her smile is wide and her attitude rocks. Just enough sass. And, I can tell, she’s just happy to be back to being PJ. The ONLY curly head girl in the class.
Curly or straight, I don’t care, she’s my cutie patootie. But, I am happy and proud that she’s most confident in her own natural hair. I hope she loves her curls forever! I know I will.