Hair Cut...and not mine

My five year old E has beautiful, fine, red hair.  It is silky and smooth...when she lets me brush it.  Which is never.  My constant threat is "brush it or I'll cut it."  E doesn't respond to threats.  She responds more to coercion.  I found some pictures of her with short hair and started raving about how cute she is with short hair, and how much I loved that hair cut.  Her sisters chimed in.  Of course the only one not jumping on board was Daddy who thinks all girls should have long hair. 

The very next morning E had the most amazing bed head I have ever seen with hair as long as hers.  I really should have taken a picture.  It had to have been sticking out a good four inches.  Lars took one look at it and said, "I think she needs her hair cut!"  I told him he had to make a big deal about it because she wasn't going to cut her hair as long as she thought Dad wanted her to have long hair.  So after Lars told her he thought she would look so cute with short hair again, E was super excited to get her hair cut! 

It was kind of a bitter sweet.  Once I actually got it washed and all brushed out, it looked so pretty that I wanted her to keep it long.  Then I remembered that it doesn't ever look like that, so I cut it.

Before

 After

I love it short!