xian's a big girl now. she's beginning to appreciate beauty and femininity. every weekend she looks forward to wearing pretty dresses if we're going out although she's equally comfortable in her raggedy shorts and t-shirts (especially when she's impersonating spiderman, batman, superman or some kung-fu kicking character. strangely she's STILL into van helsing, LOTR etc...).
it's oh-so-scaaaaaaaaaaaary. very soon she'll be dolling up and talking about cute guys! i won't know how to handle that when the time comes. maybe lock her in the attic when she's not in school and quit my job to chaperon her???
AAAAAARRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!
anyway, we were invited to attend sum's colleague's wedding about 3 weeks ago. (this entry's a little over-due but i'd *just* managed to download the photo from my mobile phone.) and the MIL had, as usual, attempted to give xian a hair cut. and, as usual, xian got fidgety and...lo and behold! the fringe became waaaaaaay too short! *bleh*.
oh yes. it was awfully short and ugly. i hate it when the MIL takes it upon herself to become the family hairdresser as the results are often atrocious. xian's to blame as well since she refuses to stay still and moves about too much.
since sum had to go tidy his overgrown messy mane before the wedding dinner, we finished our sunday breakfast at serangoon gardens before sum trooped off for his haircut. the original plan was that i'd take the kids to the supermarket while he gets a trim. but xian insisted on following him, so after her last mouthful of roti prata, i brought her to the hairdresser and left the father-daughter pair at skizzors, our regular stylists.
when i returned to the hairdresser's after my grocery shopping at NTUC, xian was seated on the swivel chair next to her dad and chatting incessantly to the stylist who was trimming sum's hair. the stylist (who happened to be the lady boss) promised my precarious 4-year-old that she would "trim and soften the fringe" once she was done with sum's do. the vain and excited girl (xian, not the boss) was delighted at the prospect of getting her hair cut professionally. she sat motionless and quiet as the stylist skillfully wielded her scissors and went "snip", "snip", "snip...
initially the stylist only wanted to trim xian's fringe but she got a little enthusiastic - she eventually reshaped and layered xian's china-doll bob. she didn't want to charge us at first but i think sum felt a little embarrassed and in the end, xian's hair cut costs $12.00. xian was beaming when it was done and she's proud of her "new" hairdo although MIL complained that it's now difficult to plait or tie her hair because of the uneven length (it's layered now).
to me, it's more than just a simple haircut. i view this as xian's slow but steady transformation from a child to a young girl. it seemed only yesterday when she was a baby, taking her first steps, uttering her first word, attending her first class. i hate to admit it but she's growing up too fast for my comfort. she's already asking me about love and marriage because of the wedding dinners we've attended. plus the complicated issue on religion is creeping in cos she attends a methodist kindergarten and our family's more inclined towards buddhism.
and she's only 4 years old. i foresee tough times ahead for me. *sigh*.
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