It took three children to have the dreaded hair cut incident.
She'd walked away with a kid's scissors.
We'd thought she was working on crafts.
CU-4 was providing cover for her, distracting us by pulling down papers and getting into the tangle of computer wires.
Then it got quite.
"Where's CU-3?"
"CU-3??!"
"I'm in here Da-a-a-hd."
[It's dark in there.]
"Whatchadoing?"
"Cutting my hair."
The air caught a collective OH SHIT!
So she's got a big bald spot on the side of her head. That's an achievement the other three haven't done yet.
Um, I don't quite know how to tell you this, but CU-3 comes by the hair cutting honestly. You see I did it with kids plastic scissors, and my little sister did the same. Must run in the family.
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