as a child i had long hair up until 6th grade when i had a bob. then it was long again until i was diagnosed with cancer as a junior in high school. i knew my hair would fall out and chopped it short and then very short and then buzzed it. i rocked it very short for the entirety of my treatment (but had fun with it) and for a while afterwards. i grew it out again for my wedding during sophmore year of college. when parker was born it was looooong but when i got pregnant with lorenzo i cut it shorter and shorter. in a disaster with bangs i wound up shaving my head again shortly after renzo's birth. i half-jokingly attribute this brazen move to the ultimate demise of my marriage. (i will not lose another man this way!)
and the point of this post? i don't remember. i'm in a prather ranch tri-tip coma.
(and, as a side note...how cute was lorenzo at that age? and wasn't i rockin' short hair?)