This trip was special because while our family was in town, Josh and I ran away to Lake Tahoe for a night. I wasn't worried about Lola's well being in our absence, but I was a little concerned about the state of her hair.
See, once, when Archie was a puppy, I left him in the care of Auntie LouLou and when I returned from my trip, the tip of his tail was dyed blue. It was cute, but Archie wore a sullen look for eight weeks as it transformed from blue to gray and finally back to white. It was a very tramatic event for him.
My reason for concern stemmed from the fact that Lola still hasn't had her first haircut. My sister is a professional stylist. She has talked about Lola's first haircut since this kid was womb-bound. And right now, Lola's hair is in a bit of a disarray as her bangs aren't completely grown out and she has these wild curls. (Please see photos in post below.)
I don't think I need to say this, but I will: I was terrified that I'd return to a toddler with a short blonde straight bob, running around with a cordless flat-iron.
When we returned, all of Lola's curls were intact. But, that doesn't mean it won't happen in the future...
(Auntie LouLou joining us at our infamous community pool.)
On many mornings, I wish Auntie LouLou would appear and give ME a blonde bob and teach me how to use an iron...but I'm planning on being pretty upset when Lola's baby curls are hacked off.
ReplyDeleteI imagine Lola will just have a look of resigned stoicism that day...