Before I get to the adventure pictures, I have to post some glamor shots. Last night, Emma and I had a hairdresser moment.
She's been talking for a while about cutting her hair, and last night she decided that she was ready. Actually, she was ready last week, but I made her wait a few days to make sure she was ready.
(Actually, I made her wait because I wasn't ready. I finally just cut it, because I was never going to be ready.)
She loves it, and I must admit that it's easier to manage. She. Has. So. Much. Hair. She can actually brush it by herself, now.
I miss the waterfall of golden silk, though.