When I was born my hair was dark-dark brown. It grew and some fell out. BUT one piece. There was one section (a little group of hairs) on the side of my head that never did anything. It just kept growing. Finally I was about 4 inches and the rest of my hair was only one. So mom took me to Danette her hair dresser to cut it off. If you want to be technical, this is my second but first WHOLE head hair cut.
I was not so sure about scissors coming near my head, as you can see. Mommy took me so that my hair would have 'shape', or so she explains my trama. But my hair does look better now. Danette refused to give me bangs because she called it a down-hill spiral of the eternal bang. So Mommy trusted her and puts clips in my hair until it's long enough. Mommy kept the hair from my hair cut and I got a cookie. I think I got the better deal!
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