I had been building up the need for little miss Haana to get her hair trimmed for months now. Even though she has hair upto her waist, the suggestion was always met with stiff resistance. To make matters worse and add to my irritation, she doesn't comb her hair for days.. Several times I would get irritated and tell her she's not taking care of her hair and hence, I need to be in charge of the grooming druffleds including getting them trimmed. In such instances, a fight would ensue, feathers would get ruffled, finally a compromise would be struck with promises of undertaking deligent grooming morning and night everyday. This new arrangement would last for half a day, and then rinse-and-repeat!
With covid pandemic, all salons are closed and so i decided I must trim her hair myself. This time the fight and compromise ensued, but Papa reasoned that trimming is actually good for the hair. So, little miss Haana reluctantly agreed for me to trim her hair "only 1 inch" from the bottom.
And this I did. Except i trimmed maybe 2.5-3 inches. They were still up till her mid back. She grumbled a little bit that I took off more than the promised 1 inch, but wasn't too mad at me, since they were still quite long. Once they dried and she saw they really looked better, she quite liked them this way.
In fact, she liked her haircut so much that she decided she wants to go even shorter. Another 2-3 inches, getting the hair to a little below shoulder. I thought they would look much better at that length too. But I also wanted to milk it while I could. So I said, "Sure I can cut them again. But you have to repeat a 100 times: 'Mumma was right, as usual'!" She rolled her eyes, and repeated 'Mumma was right as usual' in deadpan, repeat mode, which totally killed any satisfaction I imagined I would get out of it!
Next day, after being on my case about it, I gave her another hair cut. We both were super pleased with the outcome! Finally, one story where we both ended up happy!
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