Shout out to the hairdresser for giving Mally the haircut of her dreams today. From the moment we walked through the door I had a good feeling, and I was right to. The hairdresser engaged Mally in the whole process, and didn’t deviate at all from what Mally wanted (“I want it short and I don’t want it near my eyes and I want it to go spiky!”). She and Mally discussed superheroes and favourite things and Mally didn’t even flinch at the sound of the shears. It was an absolute dream.
She walked out with the BIGGEST post haircut grin I have ever seen on her, and the grin only got wider as we ordered smoothies with lunch.
Elsa stayed with her dad, but when we got home we surprised her with a smoothie too, and with that, both my daughters’ days were made.