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Before
The battle of brushing Freckle Foot's hair has been wearing on me for months now. The tears the screaming, getting it caught in the car seat buckles. She had even asked in the last few weeks to put her hair in ponies because it was getting in her way. Since every time she eats jam or syrup her hair gets stuck to her face. It was time for a change. Thanks to Auntie Freckle Foot is as cute as ever. Although it was a strange day for me. Growing up I was never allowed to cut my hair so I felt like I had broken a house rule from my own childhood. I quickly got over it once we we able to brush her hair without tears.
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