Well, sometimes it does. Sometimes it's in one pony tail. Sometimes (although not often), it's down. This weekend, my dad and Doug *both* commented on how much they liked my hair long and they really thought I shouldn't cut it. Too. Bad. I did this for Beth, not for style! It's approximately 7.5 inches at its shortest - mere millimeters from being long enough to whack it and go!
My plan is to visit my stylist one last time before Lia arrives to have it cleaned up. Six weeks or so after little lady gets here, WHACK! Stay tuned for more beautiful lengths, a final measurement, and a new do for mama.
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