Locks of Love

Every since Avery cut her hair a while back, we have been letting it grow. Well, it grew and grew and grew. Every day I would brush and brush and brush her hair and listen to the screams from all the tangles. She was looking a bit like this...

Now, we had purpose in growing her hair so ridiculously long. We had every intention to donate the hair. So, finally, we had enough hair. Look at this monstrosity!!!

So we got her hair cut yesterday and she seemed to be fine with it. This morning she woke up crying. I had to sit her down and show her all the little girls she would be helping with her hair. I also had to promise her I would pick her up from school early and we would celebrate with some ice cream. She felt much better.