I doing my mommy do-diligence assumed she must be hot too. I would pick her up from preschool and find her hair smacked against her forehead, all hardened and grimey... obviously from sweat, not her classmates lunch of the day. Last night I decided she needed a bang trim. Since I specialize in children's hair, (not) I took the kitchen scissors and went to work on her soft baby ringlets. She pushed, I pulled, she squirmed, I cut...

I swore I would not do this to my young. Yet, here we are.
A before picture, just for reference.





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