"It" happens to every toddler, eventually. I guess I just didn't expect "it" from my well-behaved 4 year old. Eventually, every kid who knows how to weild a pair of scissors gets the brilliant idea that they should give themselves a haircut.
Yesterday, while I was being Mother of the Year (again), i.e., napping (it was only 10 minutes, I swear!!) Ivy took the scissors and CHOP CHOP CHOP. She came running into the room, eyes gleaming with excitement. "Do you even recognize me, Mom???"
"Of course I recognize you... why?"
"Because, I cut my hair!"
"What?!?" I rubbed my bleary eyes and noticed that she had indeed cut her bangs.
"Why would you do that??"
"My hair was in my eyes."
"Well the why didn't you get a hair clip???"
She had no answer.
Actually, I wasn't mad - she did a fantastic job of it, and I think she may be a future hair dresser. When I saw the chunks of hair in the trash can I wanted to laugh. Even though she may have cut her own hair, leave it to her to clean up after herself.
Fortunately, it wasn't like this:
Except less Asian, natch.
One thing did seem particularly odd to me though... pieces of tape stuck to some of the chunks of hair. I found out later that it was because she tried to tape her hair back on, but she was disappointed to find that it just didn't stick!