It was Inevitable

This, my friends, is what happens when you leave a three-year-old in a room alone with a pair of scissors and who-knows-what.

I knew it would happen someday. It was with a sinking feeling that I found a little pair of scissors and quite a bit of hair under the desk in the office one day. I ran out to first examine the little girl we take care of. She still looked fine.

Then I turned to Kendra. Her bangs were zig-zagged and large chunks of hair were missing near her ears. In order to straighten out the mess, I had to chop her bangs ridiculously short and even cut the sides which once were almost down to her shoulders. It was a particularly sad day because it has taken soooo long for Kendra to actually have hair.

Later when I asked her why she did it, she said, "You told me that if I cut my hair, it will grow even longer . . ." Sigh.

And the mark on her face which she got a few days later? We have no idea and neither does she. Thankfully that problem washed right off!