Showing posts with label haircuts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haircuts. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Improvement
I thought I had been really good about keeping every pair of scissors in the house hidden. Obviously not.
This is Hannah Montana sporting what I like to call a Vanessa hairdo. Vanessa said, as she giggled to herself, "She looks like a boy!" Not to discriminate against family members and leave out dear old dad, we also have a doll with a dazzling Billy Ray mullet.
On the bright side, she didn't cut her own hair so in my mind, we are making improvements.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
More Choices
I've already discussed possible career choices for Vanessa. Here are a few more.
There is always boxing, especially in a skirt.
There is snorkeling, especially in a leotard.
These go along with the previously mentioned painter, ballerina, and of course hairstylist. We are still adjusting to her new haircut. We received comments from strangers before, now we have full on conversations about her hair with people all the time. I realized she will be the story that is told through the ages.
There is always boxing, especially in a skirt.
I bought some headbands and tried to glue flowers on clips. I feel like I'm back to the "newborn stage" when I have to dress her appropriately so people would know she is a girl. I put gel in her hair to make it spiky, then I noticed all the little boys have spiky hair too.
I decided society says girls should have long hair and boys short hair. I 've had several people tell me that she has the facial features and head shape to pull off a cut like this. I wonder if they just say that so I feel better about the situation.
At church, she used to be so quiet in nursery that her teachers had hardly even heard her voice. Since "the haircut"she is talking all the time now. They think she is a liberated woman. Either way, she is mine and I wouldn't want her any other way.
Friday, September 19, 2008
It Gets Worse
Do I need to say more?
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.



Monday, September 15, 2008
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?
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".
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?
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Self-Inflicted Haircut
Everybody I know has a story like this. I believe it is a normal part of childhood, maybe even a rite of passage. It took place in our family recently as well. AJ told me he wanted to grow his hair out this summer. Then I noticed the other day that there was one place right in front that was a lot shorter than the rest of his hair. After some questioning he finally admitted to cutting it. He had the same excuse as most people who give themselves a self-inflicted haircut, "I just wanted to see what would happen."
What happened? He ended up getting a really short haircut done by a professional (me).
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