So, I have been completely exhausted the last few days. Wyatt is sick with some sort of whining virus--no really, whatever the bug is, it has not only given him a fever, but the uncanny ability to whine ALL DAY LONG--oh and sometimes just flat out scream at me for absolutely no reason other than I don't understand his toddler language. The only thing that has ever calmed him is a good ol' bottle of soymilk, but not now!!!! NOTHING soothes other than his "lovey" blankie and Curious George--over and over Curious George--the movie, not the show...and his way of telling me? Stomping up and down and making monkey noises. Ah yes, OF COURSE I was supposed to understand that the first time he did it!??
OK, so my point...today, I fell asleep without meaning to while taking a moment to sit on the couch. Caden and Wyatt were sleeping and Kya was quietly working away with her "arts and crafts" because "Wyatt is sleeping mommy so I can GLUE!!!"
Suddenly Kya's sweet voice was whispering in my ear, "I cut my hair mommy. Look and see." My body shook awake in shock as I looked at the ground, seeing several of my daughter's long golden locks laying there all limp and sad...oh dear oh dear oh dear...
So, I told her why we don't cut our own hair and why only adults can cut hair (this was not well reasoned considering my frustration at both being awakened and seeing my darling girl with what could only be described as a mess on her head.) And I was actually pretty calm about it all considering. I took a deep breath as I cut off a whole lot of hair to make it all even. My heart beat fast and I actually got tears in my eyes...ah, such depth--crying over hair.
But I got myself together and took her in the kitchen where I gave her a bob just above her chin. It's a good thing she's cute and can pull of this look!!!! :)