Then, a certain "someone" decided to make her presence be known...by way of a positive pregnancy test the day before the family photos (and we all know how well that went). So, all the while we were getting our photos taken, I could only think, "And they're already outdated." as I thought about the little life growing inside me.
Those photos? They turned out amazing...even though a certain "someone" decided to throw a wrench into our plans.
Now that that "certain someone" is a bit older, I decided it's high time we go for those family photos again. I have a sweet friend who is an AMAZING photographer (Lisa Sherwood Photography...and when I say "amazing" I mean absolutely, positively outstanding.) and who I knew HAD to be the one to take our family's photos.
The night before the session, I come home from work, hear Baby Girl starting to get upset about something, so I go into her room and gather her from her bed just as Belle wakes up says, "MOM! Baby cut her hair!!!!" and sure enough...*stomach, meet floor* there, laying across her forehead, was a clump of bangs that didn't exist when I left for work earlier that day.
Baby promptly buried her head in my shoulder so I really couldn't see what the damage was, but the first thing I thought, "THE PHOTO SESSION!!!!!" and smacked my head, certain the little stinker had, once again, thrown a wrench into our family photos.
But the next morning, when I was expecting this:
(Courtesy Google Image)
I woke up to this:
Hmmmm...actually, I'm not sure I could've done a better job myself!
Nearly everyone who has seen them has said something along the lines of, "Wow! They did a great job of fixing it!", to which I reply, "Oh. No...there was NO fixing. That is ENTIRELY her own hair cut."
So, yeah. Pretty sure I can sign her up for beauty school in the fall.
Thankfully, the bangs are long enough to pin back...so, she still looks like "Baby" and not a "banged" impostor!
Side note: I have a very strong, very unbudging aversion to bangs, brought on by a childhood of too heavy bangs and the teenage angst I experienced whilst growing them out.
Another side note: There is also a chunk of hair cut about chin level, which blends in nicely and Belle said, "Hmmmm...she must've wanted some face-framing.", and then we promptly fell on the floor in fits of laughter.
Yet another side note: She's still shy about her little fiasco...as soon as she realized I was taking pictures of her with her bangs down, this is what I got:
One more side note: Please take notice that this "hair cutting" did not happen on my watch. ;)