I did it. I cut her hair! (It wasn’t just the gum. Dee’s been hinting at a haircut for a while now.) Then I sniffed, got out a little baggie, wrote “Megan’s 1st Haircut” with a sharpie, stuffed as much hair as I could inside… and tucked it away in my dresser drawer.
When Dee came home, I showed him Megan’s hair and he said, “Who did it?!”
“It looks good!” Silly man. Don’t sound so surprised. Where do you think our children get their superior scissor skills?
I had a REALLY hard time snapping pictures! She wouldn’t pose! She did an excellent job sitting still for her haircut (chocolate bribe!), and I think she was all sitting-stilled out.
Either that, or the formaldehyde from our freshly re-laid carpet was getting to her! She wouldn’t stop giggling, and spinning around, and falling down in yet another fit of laughter.
I love that girl!