I got my hair cut last Saturday. Don’t like it! My hair has never been this short. Everyone likes it, but I feel very strange. Glad I did it, though. It is more than worth it to me. I will be mailing about 10 inches of hair to Whigs for Kids. I plan to continue doing this. I am lucky in that my hair grows relatively fast. I grew enough hair to donate in about 18 months.
I did not anticipate this, but getting my hair cut turned into a wonderful learning experience for Amor Chiquito.
I told her that I would be getting my hair cut later that day so she would not be surprised. I anticipated that, once she saw me, she would talk about it, but I was still surprised at all that she learned from me getting a haircut.
Amor Chiquito: Mommy, you got your hair cut.
Me: Yes, love, I got my hair cut.
Amor Chiquito: Why, mommy?
Me: Sometimes, people get sick and their hair goes away. I want to give my hair to little kids that do not have hair.
Amor Chiquito: Why, mommy?
Me: Because I think it will make them happy to have hair.
We have had this conversation at least five times since last Saturday. She is still asking why I got my hair cut! She knows why, but that does not mean that she will stop asking! If you have a two or three year old, you know that’s how it is!
I am glad that my little girl is learning, by watching my actions, that there are people out there that could use help and that little things we can do for people mean a lot to them.
I am thinking that, perhaps, we will bring her with us next time we go give blood. Don’t worry; she will be with me while Geeky Entrepreneur gives blood and vise versa. I will not leave a child unattended when there are people with needles on their arms! I love her, but, scary!
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