Last Sunday was a quiet day in our house. My hubby and I had returned from our Blogopolis trip to Melbourne, exhausted and in need of more rest. The kids were content playing in the yard and I was snuggly and relaxed in the house.
Sounds rather peaceful and serene doesn’t it? But we all know life at Chaos Central is never QUIET!!! Never, never, ever!
The quiet should have been a dead giveaway that something bad was about to happen.
I’m even considering installing some kind of alarm system that sounds when the noise level drops below a certain level.As I listen from the other room, I hear the words……. “Dad, Zaffy cut my hair”.
No! I reassured myself that surely I had heard that sentance wrong but as soon as Brian (my hubby) spoke, I knew it must have been true.
Veruca meandered in the room looking sheepish and upset.
And for every good reason too. It wasn’t just a ‘cut’, Veruca was missing solid chunks off her 4 and a half year old head. The long haired child I saw at breakfast time now had a pixie-like fringe…..
I was mad, really mad, and felt like I could cry an entire river.
Needless to say, Zafirah spent a whole big chunk of her afternoon on Time-Out, and when I questioned why she cut her sisters hair, I’ll give you one guess as to her reason…..
“Because Veruca asked me to cut her hair mum, she did….. really….”
Arghhhhhh!!!So on Tuesday we headed off to our hairdresser in hope of a cure for the tragic state of this child’s hair. We booked an appointment for Thursday (today) and hoped that she would get through the following few days with minimal funny looks and sideways glances.
That brings us to this afternoon. After several minutes of chopping and shaping, Veruca came out of the salon looking a million bucks! OK, well probably not one million, but a damn side better than when she went in!!! Like the hairdresser said, “I can only work with what’s there”.
And what a great job she did!
This was our first ever scissor/hair cutting incident. It really did take me by surprise. Do you have any funny hair-cut related stories to share?