I Didn't Know

I didn't know.

Months ago, I made an impulse purchase of some scissors. More specifically, they are for cutting hair. I bought them without any real intent to use them, but I also secretly knew I probably would. Today is my daughter's birthday. It's a big one—18! We had big plans with family, food, and a tiny bit of shopping if we still had the energy. 

As she got ready, I asked, "Hey, do you want me to trim your bangs?" I sounded confident when I asked, and to my surprise, Arie responded, "Yes!"

Downstairs, we went. I isolated the bangs, which were to her lips, and reassured her (and myself) that I would follow the existing angle that Ryan, our actual stylist, had established. I could feel my posture changing, my focus changing. I was using precision I didn't know I had. I was impressing myself. I finished and asked Arie to look in the mirror. 

"Wow, you did such a good job. Like, wow, actually they look so good!"

I was also shocked. As we celebrated, we talked about her bangs randomly for the rest of the day. I didn't know I could do that!