That is a line from the Little Women movie when Jo had cut and sold her hair for money to help the family.
And isn’t it true our hair can actually make or break the day we are having? There must be some glory there, or lack thereof on a “bad hair day.”
“…if a woman has long hair, it is her glory? For long hair is given to her as a covering.” 1 Corinthians 11.15 NIV
When Tara was three, she cut her sister Stephanie’s hair – just the bangs right in front. Stephanie was exactly one year old, had beautiful hair and now it had a”butched” area right in front! I was sad, but a little time and cute bows and barrettes in the meantime kept her looking like a baby girl.
When Tredessa was almost three, she, whose hair was thick and curly and was already longer than waist-length when it was wet, lopped off a whole side of her hair. I had just had a baby. I sat on the stairs of our home and wept in deep sorrow (can you say ‘hormonal’?). It grew back.
Gavin was three when he got ahold of some scissors and cut his hair short-short-short right next to the scalp. We had no choice but to shave that shiny, beautiful hair right off his whole head.
Saturday morning Guini came down to breakfast and gleefully announced to her mama, “Look at my haircut,” as she stood there, sans locks, but with freshly cut hair and glossy lips (she calls it “lip sauce”).
Mommy brought her over for a pixie-haircut – which were very popular with my friends around 1967-68. It is really short, but she actually did a pretty fair job of cutting it to the hairline without gouging out too may big swaths into her scalp. So we were able to give her a nice short pixie (still-in-process) and her beautiful face is her glorious feature for now…
These grand-kids keep life interesting…Jeanie
NOTE TO SELF: Help the mommies strategize how to keep Gemma and Averi from the 3-year-old cut…
pictured: Guini with her very short bangs and baby sister, Gemma in the background