Tuesday, June 5, 2012 around 6:50 p.m.
We had just finished dinner, and the girls were playing in the playroom very quietly and happily. Jeremy and I took the extra time to finish up the dishes and sit on the floor to watch Caroline play...a luxury! We rarely get to sit and just watch her play, and I remember thinking "I should add this gift to my list of blessings."
Then I went with Caroline on my hip to check on my little angels playing so well together. (Mental pat on my back for raising such wonderful little girls.) The door opens, I see Norah with scissors in hand (busted) and Ivy sitting on a chair (SITTING ON A CHAIR!!) with part of her hair missing!!
YOU CUT HER HAIR??
No, it wasn't me!
YOU CUT HER HAIR??
At this point, I am just hoping it's not as bad as it seems. Ivy, who is completely oblivious to the fact that she is sporting a mullet straight from 1980whatever comes out, and I see how bad it really is.
See for yourself.
The pile of hair we found "hidden" in the playroom.
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One gift that night was my friend Rachel who took the time to come right over. She will probably never let me live down the voicemail I left her, but oh well.
Happy Girl, Spunky New Do
I have laughed a few times over the incident, shed some tears, and cringed at the thought of what would have happened if I hadn't interrupted when I did. This will definitely be a story told for many years!
2 comments:
Oh my goodness, LOVE IT! That mullet picture has to go in the senior slideshow when she graduates ;)
PS- I love that every kids response is "it wasn't me"
Thank you for sharing this. It will definitely be a story to tell for years to come, good thing she's got that sweet face & charming personality to rock any hairdo!
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