After at least 3 months of cajoling, convincing, arguing, debating, discussing, scaring, and finally begging, we have agreed to get our hair cut.
Why?
Because the three times a week when we do strenuous exercise, our long, sometimes-curly, sometimes-straight, sometimes-confused hair gets wet, matted, and dirty, even if we wear a cap. And since we cannot have a head bath 3 times a week (we have other things to do than just look pretty), the scalp gets itchy and uncomfortable pretty soon in this humid weather. So, short hair is called for. After all, function over form. Or at least that’s the argument Baba Bear has to trim Baby Bear’s hair.
Being an entrepreneur’s daughter has its advantages when it comes to learning how to negotiate early
What do we get in return?
Well, in return, and this better be in writing so we can have proof if it comes to that later, when we turn 10, we would be allowed to keep our hair length as long as want. Also, we get to pierce our ears if by then, we haven’t changed our mind about it.
So, all-in-all, a fair deal. We shook hands on it and then had to take a couple of selfies to preserve our last day (before we are 10) with long hair.
