I should've snapped more than one picture in case she blinked. But I didn't. Atkinson girls are supposed to have really long hair. I'm not really sure why this is, and I only comply intermittently. I'm all for long, beautiful hair. But some of us don't have beautiful hair once it gets long, so I usually chop mine off. (Actually, I get really cute haircuts, to which Jerel responds "Kids, looks like your mom chopped all her hair off again.") Anyway, Eliza just gets trims, not actual cuts. I'll let her decide when she's older if she wants to rebel against the Atkinson norm or not. In the mean time she gets trimmed up annually when we visit Utah. Aunt Mandy does a great job and I'm loving that she blended in the bangs we're growing out. Ugh, growing out bangs...always a tough part of a girl's life.
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