Entry FeedOh no!!!!
OK. Yesterday I went to Staples to buy some back-to-school supplies for the boys, and myself. Don't you just love school supplies? So shiny and new and exciting! There were pencil cases, erasers, pencils sharpeners, glue and SCISSORS!!! There was a two pack of pink and blue scissors that Daughter insist that I buy.
This afternoon we had a play date. Daughter opened her new pack of scissors - pink for her, blue for her brother (Son Two). Then I lay down to try to get the kink out of my neck. Can you guess what happened?
The kids went outside to the backyard and played HAIRDRESSER!
My fault completely. First, I bought the scissors. Then, I had been cutting my kids hair myself lately. DARN! DARN IT!!!
Son Two's isn't too bad - a big chunk is missing over his left eyebrow. Daughter is another story. Long on the sides, short in the back. You know the hair style kids favour when they cut their own hair! I am trying to get some pictures to show. Short, sort of "punk-ish" in the back. All those beautiful curls, GONE!
I offered to "fix" it for her, or to take her to the REAL hairdresser. Unfortunately, she turned into a teenager, "NO! LEAVE ME ALONE! MY DADDY SAID HE LIKES IT!"
"YOUR DADDY LIED!" I yelled back. OK, not great parenting, I know, but I was in shock.
Totally serves me right. For months I have been going on about Son One's long hair that he refuses to cut telling people how it is just hair, and it doesn't matter. Nothing to argue about - let him assert his individuality. Really came back to bite me, didn't it?
The scissors are officially confiscated. I know that it is just hair, it will grow back.
I had to call the other mother. She said that her daughter was due for a haircut anyway, and hers didn't look too bad...