My 6-Year-Old Daughter Came Home From Aunt’s House After A Cousin Spa Day And Lifted Her Hat…

wore it in one long braid. Sometimes she cut it herself now, carefully, with my permission, standing in front of the bathroom mirror with craft scissors and intense concentration.

The first time she asked for a real haircut at a salon, she was twelve.

I sat beside her the entire time.

The stylist, a kind woman named Janine, asked before every step.

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