This past Friday, the DramaQueen and I had a much needed mommy/daughter date.
Our date started with lunch at Perkins…this was her choice.
I sat there, for an hour eating my turkey sandwich and fries while watching her devour a stack of pancakes with a side of bacon while talking….the entire time.
I was amazed by her ability to talk nonstop while eating.
Once our meal was complete, we made our way to a local nail salon an splurged on deluxe pedicures.
After a nice hot soak, scrub, wrap, stone massage and more, our little piggies were perfect.

The entire time we were getting our pedicures….she talked.
She never ran out of things to talk about.
I heard about books, movies, friends, soccer, boys, music and more.
She talked.
I absorbed.
She just had so much to say and I loved every minute of it.
During our pedicures, we decided that we are going to treat ourselves monthly.

We were having a great afternoon together and made our way to get our haircut.
From here….our day went downhill.

We went in for a simple trim off the ends and some quick layers and ended up with the worst haircuts I have ever seen.
The DramaQueen had finally reached the point in which she could pull her hair back into a ponytail.
After the cut, she could not.
She ended up with a bunch of chopped up sections of hair.

I ended up with a section of bangs on the right side of my head and a bunch of shorter (4-6 inch long sections) throughout the rest of my hair.

We went straight to another salon after discovering all of the issues and I had mine fixed best I could for now. With my hair being so thick and overly curly, it is much easier to hide the mistakes.

I wish the same could be said for the DramaQueen.
We booked an appointment with our regular stylist for the next morning.
She went in looking like this.

Prior to the bad haircut her hair was all one length. If you look closely you can see that it is now shorter towards the top and very choppy.

An hour later she walked out of the salon with a cute inverted bob.

Of course, it looks great on her.

In the beginning of March, I had given her a peekaboo hair color and put bright pink in her hair. This new haircut allowed her to show it off a lot more so we decided we had to redo the color and enhance it.

Needless to say, her friends at school think I am the coolest mom ever.

Even though our day didn’t go exactly as we had planned it, I still enjoyed it.
I loved being able to steal a moment with my 11 year old daughter who is on the verge of being 12. I enjoyed absorbing her, 1 on 1 without any interruptions from the other kids and cannot wait until June 15th when we go for our manis and pedis together and I get to spend all of that time with her again!