Maturing - ever so slightly

My mother is a brave woman. She took me to get a haircut today all by herself. She would have preferred to wait until my dad is home from his latest business trip, but apparently my hair was getting to an unruly length. As you may recall I've been a little "over dramatic" about haircuts in the past, but today I was much more calm. I expressed my displeasure, but there were no tears or screaming. How mature of me!