Well, I only have one daughter. And she has three brothers. Not any help at all at times. She has to battle her way every time. And Mia is not a prim and proper girly girl - growing up with three brothers toughen her I supposed. Well, the only other girl in the house is her mother and not that her mother is girly either - having three sons with different ideas and their own mind on almost everything toughen the mother too.
Anyway, it has been a year or two now, that I have been winning over the frequent request from her father to cut her hair. Messy as she is - well, Mia does not like to comb her hair. And everytime I call her to comb it for her, she will run a mile or two away. Every morning it is a battle between me and her to get her hair combed and made presentable for school. But, between so many things that I have to do and combing her hair, I am fighting a losing battle. And one fine Saturday, after asking her permission to cut her hair for what seemed like a zillion times, she's finally capitulated.
Mia still with her long hair
Long hair no more
The man responsible for her short hair
Doesn't look like she's happy with it
Another unhappy customer. Aqil's hair was also trimmed that day
