The New Do'

I really had no idea Reyna was trying to persue a career in cosmetology, until Ruby walked into the bathroom late afternoon yesterday with a blank stare on her face like, "uhm, hi mama?"

 I admit, I started sobbing. (The back of her hair looked like an old school Billy Ray Cyrus pony tail.) Then I called the hubs. No answer. Then I called my own mama. She thought something was majorly wrong. Wasn't there????

Of course Reyna has not perfected her hair cutting skills yet. In the long run, if she decides she would like to start cutting hair professionally, I hope she uses something a little better quality than Crayola. I really hope her future clients do not have to call up a nice salon in the area (while still boo hooing), pay a decent chunk of money to have the botched up job fixed.

I will admit, Ruby's hair does look pretty cute. It is going to take some getting used to. BUT, I didn't have to condition it last night, fight her to get the knots out. This morning, there wasn't a drop of syrup in it from breakfast.



When Reyna fessed up that she did it, she told me that Ruby needed a hair cut. :)