Just when I thought I was winning the war on the terror-ible threes, our cute little monster daughter through us a curveball. Well, she through one at the hubs. (I’d like to think this wouldn’t have happened on my watch, and I have to admit, I’m glad it happened on his!)
While he was bathing our son, she decided – I don’t know how or why – to go into the kitchen, open a drawer and pull out a pair of heavy-duty scissors.
Yes, she cut her hair. And actually, I was surprised that it doesn’t look all that bad actually. My babysitter is a licensed beautician and was impressed by her cut. It’s like a small mullet or some sort of choppy, sort of side swept bangs. Ugh, please don’t tell me she’s going emo.
I know so many kids who have done this either to themselves, or dolls, or other kids or the dog. I understand that this is just one of those things kids do. The hair, it’ll grow back. Hubs said he couldn’t help but be shocked and laugh a little. She was so excited over what she had done and seemed very proud. Hubs said he just explained to her that scissors are not to be used unless mommy and daddy are there; dangerous … yadda yadda.
Thank the sweet Lord above, she didn’t injure herself physically. However, I now have a photo of which I can use to torment her for life. Love it!