I have been asking Niamh for ages if she wants to cut her hair. The answer is always the same. "No, I want to look like Hannah Montana." Well, I got tired of having to brush through the food in her hair that turns in to sticky knots. So, I pulled out the big guns. This is what I said, "Niamh, how about we take a nice little walk to the Wallingford Center, get your hair washed and cut, have Wendy (our stylist) puts some pretty bows in it, and we can have a cupcake?"