A few weeks ago my friend Rebekah from Diagonally Parked in a Parallel Universe posted about her daughter Gracie giving herself and then her sister a haircut.
It made me think of the experiences I had with my kids cutting hair. Most kids cut their own hair. Not mine.
Maybe boys don't do this hair cutting thing as much, because Andy never tried it. Heather did. When she was about 4, I was watching a friends two boys. The oldest was Heathers age, the younger one was about a year. He was one of those kids with just a little bit of blond hair, including a little spike on the top of his head. You can imagine my horror when I found them all giggling and realized that Heather had cut that little spike off his head. Thankfully, my friend was very understanding and actually thought it was pretty funny.
Then there was Laura. She didn't cut her own hair either. She used to like to comb my hair. It was longer at the time, and she would put bows in it and play with it. One day she was "fixing" my hair when I heard the unmistakable sound of a scissors clipping the back of my hair. Yes - she cut a chunk right out of the back. I was able to fix it so it wasn't blatantly obvious, but if you looked you could see it.
Funny memories! Just wait till those two have kids that do those kinds of things. You can bet I'll remind them!
