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?
Savanah was working on a school project yesterday and left the scissors out. Vanessa found them. This is the result. She took them under our game table and cut the rest of her hair.
I had to work today so Aaron took her to the salon to get her hair "fixed". (If that is what you want to call it.) As soon as they picked Savanah up from school they headed for the mall to get their ears pierced. Yep, Aaron decided to take drastic measures so she would have some resemblance of a little girl. 
I'm hoping Kim can Photoshop Vanessa with a full head of hair into our family pictures tomorrow.
I was so happy this morning when I put on the final coat of paint. I ran upstairs to get yarn for the tail leaving the paint and brushes out. I returned to this...... 
I keep hoping that she will grow out of it soon, but I have been saying that her entire life. She still hasn't even approached her 2nd birthday. I keep wondering, can it get any worse? It does seem to be getting a little better. At least now she is finger painting with sour cream. She has finger painted with much worse in the past and we'll leave it at that.
One day, I discovered her standing with the fridge open, smashing eggs on the kitchen floor. She found it very entertaining to see them crack open and ooze all over. I didn't even go for the camera that time.
