I am just writing a quick blog to tell you a funny story and to say… I’m sorry!
Ollie you have inherited my crazy fringe. Ever since I can remember I’ve always had a crazy fringe. It just doesn’t stay straight. In most of my childhood pictures I’ve got a crazy fringe.
Now that I’m older I usually straighten or blow dry it straight but most days I wake up with a sticking up fringe.
So not only am I sorry that I’ve given you my hair but… I thought I was helping Ollie I promise… I cut your fringe because it was always in your eyes and flicking.
Since I’ve cut your fringe, strangers think you’re a girl! A few times now people have said, “aww look at her lovely hair!” I think I’ve just drawn attention to your hair or something! You are pretty for a boy too so I really didn’t help. I keep laughing Ollie!
You won’t care when you’re older I promise! I dress you in blue when we go out now, no more neutral colours for you mate!
Sorry little Olivia… I mean Oliver! Xx