9 years and 363 days after she was born, Meg has had her first hair cut.
Quite why it has taken so long to get round to doing it comes down to the fact that when it’s loose, Meg’s hair is astonishingly beautiful and we’ve never had the heart to cut it.
Unfortunately her very long hair has also been a nightmare to look after. Every day it needed to be thoroughly brushed out, de-knotted and plaited. In fact it spent 99% of the time in a plaited ponytail just because it was completely unmanageable otherwise.
With Meg’s 10th birthday approaching we realised we had to reach a stage where she would be able to look after her hair herself, so this morning Maggie and our friend Liz took Meg to the hairdresser in what felt like some kind of female rite of passage.
The camera was duly thrust into my hands for the obligatory Before and After photos