15 minutes before dinner tonight, Quincy asked me for a haircut. "Sure, why not?" I said, even though I could literally list 10 reasons "why not" that very instant. But instead, I grabbed the scissors and gave her her much desired bob in about 10 minutes. Of course she moved around a ton and I had to go an inch shorter than I had planned, but that's what happens when mom cuts hair instead of a trained professional. I think it turned out so cute, but Quincy is a pretty cute model, so I guess the cuteness is a given. The bottom layer in the back needs to be cleaned up a bit, too, but I'll get to it tomorrow. She looks pretty dang adorable, if you ask me! She is so happy to have less tangles to deal with.
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