She didn't start getting hair till was eighteen months old.
It was curly blonde like I had seen in my dreams before she was even conceived.
We are awaiting on her grandma to come home so that she can "fix" her hair. She hacked it so well, that I know that I can't fix it. And I am not going to allow my little model to have a mullet.
Hopefully, I can still put some hairbows in her hair, cute little ones. Maybe I will lucky and it will grow quickly. Doubtful, but maybe.
Here is the ball of hair that we were able to salvage.
Here she is after Grandma did her magic.