My kids love to play beauty shop, and over the weekend I was their client. I had worked the night before, and honestly, was too tired to care what they were doing and using until . . .
. . . I heard a "Ccccrrrrruuuunnnnccchhhh" of my hair going through the scissors. In my half-awake state, I had not seen my son arm himself with my nail scissors. Apparently, I had a few hairs that were out of place and "needed" a trim. See that "little" patch that's sticking out on the left? The one that tucks nicely behind my ear? Gone. Hacked off.
My oldest son took this photo. Just held the camera away and got the three of us. Not bad!
3 comments:
I just love it when Abbie plays "Beauty Shop" and does my hair! All that brushing and twirling and styling puts me into a nice doze! Note to self: make sure there are no scissors anywhere nearby before nodding off!
They were my "tiny" nail scissors that wander around the house depending on where I discover nails need to be trimmed! Had no idea they were back in the right spot! Surprise! Those things, though small, can really cut some hair!
I love it...you girls loved to play beauty shop but you usually did all this to each other. Somethings just don't change.
Mom
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