Career Choices

A few weeks ago, Vanessa wanted to be a painter, today she is a ballerina.

Last week, she was a hairstylist.

Yep, the classic story, "My Kid Cut Her Own Hair". I didn't realize how much she cut in the front and on the one side until I saw the chunks of hair on the floor. I made an appointment for the salon immediately. Later, when my sister-in-law saw it, she suggested I take Vanessa to get her hair fixed. I said," I already have. This is the "fix".What was my reaction when I discovered her new talent? I laughed hard. The sad thing is that I think I hurt her feelings. She gets embarrassed every time somebody comments on her hair, (which happens all the time now). I hope it is enough for her to not want to cut her hair ever again. I've noticed a lot of women look at her and smile with the my-kid-did-that-once-too smile. I have heard lots of stories the past few days.


My mom told me that I cut both of my younger sister's hair. For some reason, that experience is blocked from my memory. I am proud of myself for being smart enough to leave my own hair alone. Sorry Monica & Laurann.


Our neighbor told me that his daughter cut her hair so badly the only solution was to shave her head. He took her down to the barber shop for a buzz cut where an old man said to him, "I remember bringing my son in here as well." His daughter, who is now an 18 year old beautiful young lady, claims it was her favorite hairstyle of all time.

Well, there is consolation knowing it could have been worse. She is our first child to use scissors for a self-inflicted haircut. Isn't there a a scripture about the last shall be first? The nice thing is, it's just hair. It will eventually grow back.


By the way, did I mention we are taking family pictures this weekend?