The inevitable

I know this unfortunate event happens in most families, sometimes more than once. I don't remember being too interested in scissors myself as a child but I do remember my sister Carlie chopping her bangs to her scalp and my mom crying over it.
I timmed Jadons hair a couple days before school picture day and after watching the event Zhoee was obsessed with the power of scissors. While supervised I always let her practice cutting paper so she can work on her skills. That's it, other than that they are OUT OF REACH and the kids know they are not supposed to have them in their possesion!!! This doesn't stop a naughty child.
Tuesday, while I was showering, Zhoee climbed up on our couter and somehow retrieved the hair cutting scissors. By the time I wandered into her room she had gobbs and gobbs of hair on the ground and in her hands. I yelled, then I cried, and cried more. She doesn't have thick, long hair, yet I was very fond of her fine, thin, yellow curly locks that I had been waiting three years to put into piggy tails and finally could do. That is NO MORE!!! I was forced to cut and then cut again all the long peices as an attemt to make her hair look somewhat attractive. It's a short, hip, spiky look and she looks cute as always but I am still sad when notice the 4 places I couldn't fix, she cut on a diagnal clear to her scalp. I guess that'll take a few months to grow in.