In the words of my SIL, “Oh no you di’in’t!”
Yes, that massively long title is and was totally and completely necessary.
Let’s just cliff-notes this and say Jacob is fully and completely mobile once again (in addition to his limp). So much of life has returned to its normal playfulness. So, Jacob is welcoming friends once again to play…
Wait! Didn’t I just say cliff notes??????????
Since this happened last week and it’s nearing the midnight hours my brain just isn’t at its peak. But here we go:
“Look what we did with the scissors,” says Jacob’s friend who will remain anonymous, but let’s just call her Bertha.
Me: “What?! What scissors?!?” (Did you catch the fear?) [You must know that all scissors are placed away from the reach of all children and the kids scissors are at other's homes. Oh ya, and I am currently cutting and sewing a quilt as this conversation is proceeding. FYI said scissors were found in the child-proof ha, ha bathroom cabinet in my makeup bag.]
Now they show me their masterpieces.
Unfortunately I do not have pictures of Bertha. I was too worried about her “masterpiece” which, did I forget to mention was created by none other than my Jacob?
Well, Nicole did cut her own hair when she was 3 because she couldn’t brush the knots out of her hair. That was traumatic (for me not her). Now I know that was nothing compared to this. Your own child cutting another child’s hair is very traumatic (for me not her). Bertha had her cute little hair in pigtails rolled under. One pig tail was half the size of the other.
After bringing her to her mom and expressing my sheer horror amidst her delightful kindness I felt horrible. After assessing the damage we noticed that Bertha looked cute with 1/2″, 1/4″, 1/8″, and so on bangs. But it didn’t end there. Right smack dab in the middle of the back of her shoulder length hair became a once inch space at the nape of her neck of nothingness. We won’t mention the other discrepancies found throughout.
Well, hopefully this paints a pretty good picture because this definitely deserved one. Sorry I just wasn’t thinking camera at the time. After having a night of nightmares Bertha and mom came over to show me the new ‘do. Bertha’s mom was ecstatic because this girl rocked the new a-line hairstyle starting at the nape of her neck. Now her mom is thinking she should pay us for this new do. Seriously, though, it was not fun, but in the end she turned out so darn cute that I am thinking I may need to do the same thing to my hair.
Hmmm. I thought this was the cliff notes edition. What the heck happened? Oh well. I tried.
Now we just get to look at Jacob’s new ‘do.

And here it is after the gel from various angles.



And in order to fix this baby he’s GOT to have a buzz cut. But, I.Just.Can’t.Do.It. Buzz cuts that is. So instead I am opting for the hair to grow out in the next 3 weeks since that is how often I cut his hair anyway. At most it will take 6 weeks, right? Well, no professional pictures anytime soon.
I suppose it could have been worse. This is what happened to some other “Bertha’s” that I know…




Yep, there is no question about it. It really could have been worse.
Kids and scissors will always be drawn to each other. Maddie cut her own hair 3 times. The last time was the worst. Gotta love the sudden need to figure out a new hairstyle to cover up their handywork huh?!
I have experienced kids, hair, and scissors myself. Those pictures prove that it could have been worse!
LOL! Kids and scissors! I am glad everything worked out for Bertha … I will be trying to find her at church!!! =)