hair we go...

i did it. i chopped off my hair.


(and i know these pictures are a little small and blurry. that's not such a bad thing)

i've been debating it for a while now. i was worried that cutting off 7 1/2 inches of my hair would sorta scream out "MOM!" but then i realized the 3 children and the minivan are pretty much a dead give away for that.

and really, i'm not trying to hide the fact that i'm a mom, you know. i'm just saying.

i think i just tend to like long, luscious hair. on others, of course. because my hair has never been luscious. but i can dream.

or i can just let it go and cut my hair and simplify my life. and then i can just stop talking about it, especially around my impressionable little girl. because she tends to be picking up way more than i would like from this superficial world around us.

"There comes a time when a woman needs to stop thinking about her looks and focus her energies on raising her children. This time comes at the moment of conception. A child needs a role model, not a supermodel." ~Astrid Alauda

*ella also got her hair cut. she was so excited. she wanted to get all dressed up and bring her new purse and everything. she had so much fun. but it was just a trim for her. i might cut MY hair off, but i'd cry if she chopped hers. yes, its a pride thing. but i justify it since its not personal pride. and simply pride in my daughter, you know. :)