I am crabby because Mom makes me have my hair brushed.
Edith has been getting more and more resistant about having her hair brushed. It gets quite tangled and because she hates having it put up she gets a lot of gross crud in it. Today after she moaned through having her hair brushed, it was time to chop it off. I was disappointed because she had such lovely blonde locks. I did the preliminary cut today and will even it out tomorrow. She requested "short like Addie's, not bald." She is pleased with the new look even though I don't think she looked in a mirror. She reminds me of Ramona.