I woke this morning, groggier than usual because of the whole move the clock ahead scenario....
My daughter appeared before me with a barrette, and a brush telling me to "put a barrette right here". This seemed like an unusual place. Who wants a barrette right in their bangs?
So upon further investigation, I note, she has given herself her second haircut...
AWTM: Did you cut your hair?"
AWTM: "Well who did?"
PN: "I don't know."
So I went to look for the offending scissors, and the missing chunk of blond hair and did not find it...
AWTM: "Hey, I just saw a small fairy with a teeny blond wig, any idea where she got the hair?"
This might be an indicator of my week, I hope not.
I feel as though I cannot lecture her too hard about this issue, as I gave every living child a haircut on the block when I was her age, I also gave ALMOST every doll I had a haircut at some point.