A couple weeks ago, Cecelia had a fight. Or perhaps I should say that Cecelia's hair had a fight - with a comb. After spending one HOUR trying to avoid cutting her beautiful locks into a boy cut, I was beginning to fear that this was a battle I was not going to win.
So I called in my knight in shining armor.....with wire cutters....and the battle ensued.
Thankfully, only the comb did NOT survive.
Cecelia has not tried to comb her own hair since.