Guess who found scissors last night after she had been put to bed?
And guess who first noticed the hair missing from the back of her head?
Guess which one of us cried more?
Guess who had to pick up the hair that was all over the floor and put it outside in the garage where his wife couldn’t see it because he knew the sight of the hair might send her over the edge?
Guess who has Christmas portraits sittings scheduled five days from today?
Guess who is taking her three children to a family reunion tomorrow in Tennessee and wants those children to look presentable for people they see only once a year?
The good news is that I live near this affluent area of town where everyone makes a lot more money than we do. Result: Expensive children-only hair salon. Complete with TVs for the children to watch while they get their hair cut. Seats in the shapes of ducks and trains for the children to sit in. Lollipops and high-end hair products. Seriously. I was going to pick up a bottle of detangler for my daughters but it was TEN DOLLARS. (I pay ninety-nine cents for detangler at Target.)
So we now have a plan with Hannajean’s new hair stylist, Marina. No more SuperCuts for my daughter. I mean, I guess now that she’s four it’s time she crossed over into the world of expensive hair treatments, right?
Phase one: (today) Trim and blend the chunks of hair she chopped off in the back. Try to blend in her bangs (uh, she didn’t have bangs yesterday, o-kay?) with the rest of her hair.
Phase two: (the next four weeks) Spend a lot of time each morning doing my daughter’s hair so that you can’t see the missing chunks. This involves a really complicated twist and several hair bands but will look pretty good for…
Phase three: (four weeks and one day) Get Hannajean’s Christmas picture done late this year. But hopefully in time to send out Christmas cards. I think God gave me kids to break me of the need to control because I ALWAYS get my children’s Christmas pictures done the last week of October and then I get them back in time to assemble and label my Christmas cards which I mail the day after Thanksgiving. Hmmm. Well, I know it sounds obsessive, but I am WORKING HARD TO BECOME A RELAXED MOM AND ENJOY MY KIDS MORE.
Phase four: (four weeks and two days) Go back to the wonderful Marina who will give Hannajean her “transition cut” - a stacked bob right below her chin. Marina and I spent a lot of time discussing the length of the new chunks as it relates to a fashionable bob, the texture of my daughter’s hair, the benefits of good detanglers, etc..
Guess who’s going to be o-kay? (And I’ll give you a hint on this one. It’s not my daughter).
Oh and did I mention that I absolutely love Hannajean? Through her I am able to get a glimpse ahead of time into what I will have to look foward to with Andrew (her future brother in law
OH.MY.Goodness!!!!
I keep waiting for this to happen in our house. Doesn’t it happen to everyone eventually? My DDs are just-turned-5 and 3, DS is 20 mo. Surely it’s a matter of time. I have had “the talk” about scissors & haircuts w/ DDs b/c your story just happened to our neighbor’s little girl, age 4. She whacked off huge chunks of her hair and still maintains that she looks “bootiful.” My 5 y.o. asked why “J” has a boy’s haircut now. I told her not to say that to her face so that she doesn’t hurt her feelings, and I explained to her & her sis what happened so maybe it’ll serve as a warning not to make boy-haircuts on themselves.
The other thing I keep waiting for is someone to use the prize in their diaper to fingerpaint on the walls. Hey, I’m not complaining. I’m glad that thus far, none of mine figured that out.
If I had to pick one or the other, I’d pick the impromptu haircut.