You could say that my three and a half year old has the hair of a hockey player. It’s basically a wavy bob with a handful of straight strands that wind themselves into a long rat’s tail. We’ve been wanting to just chop it all off but my nanny begs us not to: “She likes to feel like she has long hair.” Well, last night that all changed. We had a family haircut session (Gemma covered her eyes and proclaimed that she couldn’t watch) and all I could think about while shearing my child’s tresses in slow motion was 16 Candles. Would that make me Jamie Gertz in the scenario? It felt sinister – like I was betraying her. And then! When she turned around and it was like a gorgeous new child, I knew I had done right by her. Below, a celabratory Lieschen Mueller headband – what my little angel should be wearing atop her new, all one-length wavy bob. Time to party! (Jake Ryan not included.)