It didn’t bother me when my five-year-old daughter, Lily, refused to cut her hair. Kids have quirks, and I figured it was just a phase. But then she said something that made my heart drop:
“I want to keep it long for my real daddy.”
Those words hit me like a freight train. I glanced at my wife, Sara, trying to stay calm while my mind raced. What did she mean? Was there someone else?
Let me tell you about Lily. She’s the light of our lives—bright, curious, full of wonder. She’s always asking a million questions and making us laugh with her wild observations. Sara and I adore her.
But something shifted a few months ago when Lily suddenly wouldn’t let anyone touch her hair. Where she once loved having it brushed or braided, she now clung to it protectively, lying flat on the bathroom floor with her legs crossed, guarding it like treasure.
“No, Daddy,” she’d say. “I want it to stay long.”
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