Straight Hair!

Last September, Erin took the straightener to Avery’s hair. It was kind of one of those “what would happen” type moments. You know how when you were a kid (or maybe more like last week…you know who you are) you just had to stick your tongue to that frozen pole, or touch the electric fence, or see just how close you could get your face to the dog’s mouth and still get it back. You were told you couldn’t do it…there was an element of danger…you just had to see for yourself what the results would be. You knew you could die, but it was worth the risk. Such was the case with attacking Avery’s hair; it felt like defying some sort of natural law, but we just had to know what waited on the other side.

So anyway, these are the pictures from last Fall:

To my knowledge, Erin hasn’t outright offered to tackle the beast again, but Avery will on occasion ask for it. Typically she does this when we’re already late and do well just to get the children clothed, let alone having time for hair-do’s. But, she asked for it the other night, and the stars aligned, and Erin was feeling just a little crazy. It’s funny, her hair has grown quite a bit, and we had no idea. I decided it made her about three years older. We took her to a party at church, and had several folks tell us they initially wondered what child we had brought with us, as her signature curls were not bouncing as she trotted along…