
Mommy took me to get my hair(s) cut last Wednesday. At first, I missed my long hair. At first, I didn't like it. OK, let's be honest, at first, I melted down in the hair stylist's chair and made the poor lady feel bad for cutting it all off.

But then...over time...everyone started to say how pretty I look! How I look like a princess, how I look like a Southern Belle. And I noticed that my hair is a lot like my Hommie's hair. And my friend, Sarah's. And Isabella's! And then, I noticed how many girls have hair that is pretty like mine, and I started to LOVE MY NEW HAIR!

The greatest part about my new hair? I may look more sassy, but I'm just the same old me!