A New 'Do

Mackenzie needed a haircut. . .and I mean badly.  Like three months ago.  However, we, or rather, I, tend to avoid going b/c, well, quite frankly, it isn't fun.  Mackenzie hates it, and therefore, makes me hate it.  BUT, guess what?!?!  Her absolutely, positively, incredible, wonderful, magnificent school has a professional beautician come TO the school to cut your child's hair while you are working.  It's wonderful.  It's easy.  It's perfect!  It's also kinda scary.  See, all you do is fill out this little form on how you would like your child's hair cut.  Attach a check to the form, and then pray.  Pray hard. Pray that your child doesn't have a mohawk when you pick her up.  

After work on the day of the haircut, I raced to Mackenzie's school.  I couldn't wait to see what had happened to her hair.  Upon entering I spoke with the assistant director. . .I asked her how Mackenzie did during her haircut.  She said she did wonderfully.  She sat still.  She listened.  She was a GOOD GIRL.  My Mackenzie.  Sat. . . Still. . .Through an entire haircut. . .and I didn't have to hold her down!  Whoo Hoo!  Progress!   To make this even more impressive, I forgot to "warn" Mackenzie that she was going to have a haircut when I dropped her off at school that morning.  Amazing, isn't it??   

When I asked Mackenzie about her haircut, she said that she was a good girl.  The the lady who cut her hair was very "nice", and it was FUN!  WOW!   A ll that for only $11 (plus tip).  It was worth EVERY penny!

Oh, and in case you are wondering, her hair looks WONDERFUL!!!