I was sitting in my carseat, jammin to my tunes. My Mom stopped the car and informed me that we were going to get my hair cut. This was my reaction. I like my hair, I thought it was fine the way it was. I prefer the hippy, shaggy dog look. I also didn't think she was serious, cut my hair, yeah right!! But we went inside a place called Snipits.
Guess what??? She was serious and when the lady came at me with the scissors, I reacted sort of like this. I asked for lots of hugs and kept telling them "all done" but they apparently didn't hear me.