I’m cutting hair today! Not planned, but I need to do some “fix it” work. My boys took scissors outside this morning, to cut grass and forsythia twigs. Next thing I know, Cory’s face was pressed up against my front door. His forehead looked funny, and I noticed a large bare patch where hair used to be! Turns out he also trimmed Cameron’s hair.
We had company coming for breakfast, so I couldn’t cut the boys’ hair right away. Figured I’d tackle it later. Well “later” we sent swimming in the creek, in spite of the fact that Cory saw a snake in the water. Naps were next. Then the library, for summer reading program prizes and astronomy books for Kirstyn. So my boys have been running around all day with patchy hair jobs! (Cory was barefoot at the library, so he really looked like a hick child.) I’ve been meaning to trim Kirstyn’s hair for while, so maybe I’ll tackle three heads this evening! Kirstyn’s hair is so long it’s almost dragging on the ground, and I can barely see her eyes. Megan’s good for now. Adorable in fact! I just put pigtails in her hair the other day, and she looked too big! I took them back out. I’m glad she’s a girl, and I don’t have to cut her hair anytime soon! I always cry over first haircuts. I feel like I’m snipping away babyhood.
I need a haircut too, but nobody here can help me. I need professional help! My hair is longer than it’s been for years. (Like, twelve.) Derek loves it, but I’m feeling a constant urge to chop, chop, chop! Maybe I’ll compromise. Leave a few inches.