Love, bubs and life on our little farm

Change was in the air in the last few days, or so it seems. All of a sudden, the days are getting longer, the air is warmer and I can feel the winter gloom lifting.

Both Elka and I seperately decided it was time to for a style update.

Elka's came first - she spotted a hairdresser whilst we were at the shops and she demanded a haircut. A short haircut. Now she has the most stunning long hair - tresses that people never fail to comment on, so thick and so long it reaches right down her back. Admittedly it is a nightmare to care for and she hates having to stay still while I tend to the knots and food caught in it and try to tame it into something presentable. I hesitated, does a three year old have the say over what her hairtyle should be? As her mother, I loathed the idea of cutting of her gorgeous hair, but was it my decision? She picks her clothes,her shoes and how her hair is worn every day anyway...

I decided that it was her call and we headed into the salon. Even the hairdresser was sad to have to cut such lovely hair. But Elka was adament and sat perfectly still for the 15 minutes it took. She loves it and hasn't complained once since. I must admit, after her swimming lesson today, there was no snagged long hair to brush out and she looks tidy and groomed.









Not to be left out, I decided for a change today when I got a few hours of pampering. My wonderful hairdresser who has spent the last few visits patiently lightening my hair from chocolate brown to honey brown, managed not to look put out when I said I wanted to do an about face and make my hair red. And did a wonderful job. Alas the picture doesn't do the cut or colour justice but you get the jist. I love a new hair colour, all your clothes look different and you embrace different colours!