I was too afraid to cut her hair myself- fear of making it look really bad, fear of Finn turning her head too quickly- fear of not being able to photograph the moment while chopping at her hair... so my mom braved the scissors and went for it. No. Joke. We had to pull her away from the poor kid. I think she was all about trying to recreate the bowl cuts that my brother and I sported for way too many years, so before she got to the bangs, Finn ran far away from her.... but the end result was so good!




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