Well, It was an eventful Friday! We all have to be ready to leave the house at 7:30 in the morning. It has been going fairly smoothly, I haven't left anyone home, haven't left the house crabby too many days...yet. Today it was a little more eventful than I would like a Friday to be. I was upstairs getting ready, it was 7:20 a.m.. I heard one of the kids say, "Araya is cutting his hair and isn't listening to me." I stayed relatively calm, and for a moment I thought, "he probably just cut a little piece". Then I decided after another one of the kids said, "he won't stop." I figured it was bolt downstairs time! Well, lets just say that Araya thought his hair looked "BIG" today and decided to cut away. I watched as he took the comb, held it to his scalp and snipped away. I have cut Araya's hair once since he arrived home. It looked a little bit like I held the comb and scissors. By this time it is 7:30, upon closer inspection I realized that "tuffs" were missing all over his head and I saw his beautiful curls on the floor. I grabbed the electric clipper as I knew there was no salvaging his hair. Away I clipped to the scalp, no choice, no option. I looked at Araya in the mirror as the big tears flowed. I think he was beginning to understand what had just happened. By this time there was seven of us in our little downstairs bathroom. We all worked together, grabbed him his baseball cap, one grabbed his backpack, one grabbed his lunch, his snack and tennis shoes and we all went to the suburban. Araya was under the impression that he could wear his hat all day......I had not told him the bad news yet. His teacher had that privilege, well it didn't go so well and Araya sat in the office with our principal all morning. After Ms. Sarah said a little prayer with him and Mr. Mark talked about choices, and Mrs. A talked about how the class was going to love his hair and they missed him, he decided to join his class at lunch time....he had a great rest of the day! Thanks to all who helped Araya and I today.
On another note as I was sitting at my desk thinking about the day...I remembered the time I walked in the bedroom and found Morgan and Shelby sitting on the floor with scissors and tape in hands. They had given each other "bang trims" and decided to tape them back on. I wish I had a scanner, I would love to show you the picture. I have the professional photos that were taken at Carlson Photography about 1 week later.
I wonder if this is the last time I will deal with one of my children cutting their own hair?

