Sunday, December 7, 2008

It finally happened

There has been something I have been anticipating and dreading ever since I became a mother. This weekend it finally happened. I thought it would always be my oldest it would happen to. It wasn't.

If you remember this post, you know that I don't keep scissors down low accessible to children. And, now I don't keep Sharpies down low either. I also might add that my kitchen scissors that I so carefully store 8 feet off the floor are so dull they couldn't cut anything anyway.

The drama unfolded when I left all three children with my husband for a couple of hours. I got the phone call before I returned home. It happened. Shoot.

The Little Guy (aka Middle Child) was using school scissors at the kitchen table and suddenly got up and ran to the bathroom. My Husband claims he thought he was just taking care of business. No. He was cutting his hair. His hair had gotten pretty long and I might not have minded it so much except that it was his bangs. He scalped himself and it just can't be repaired.

I came home to find him asleep on the couch. Excuse the picture - it was a dark room and I didn't have a flash. I'll post an awake picture later if I have the heart. It is actually much worse than it appears in this picture.
The tattoo on the face may have distracted you from the hair disaster. That was another surprise for me. There will be no more Christmas pictures for him without a Santa hat on. I went ahead and put together my Christmas Card last night since I probably won't be getting any better pictures than I have.

I tried to fix his hair-do myself with no luck. He may have to get a military haircut soon.


t h a i t r a i t said...

I must admit it was the facial tattoo that distracted me at first! Can't wait to see the military cut. :)

Kristin said...

Oh, goodness. He looks so sweet and innocent in that picture; how could he have done such a thing? :) In all seriousness, I probably would have freaked out if one of my boys did that, but I still think yours looks sweet.

L a u r a said...

Oh my! Of course, it has to be around this time of year of family celebrations, right?

My boys have no hair to cut since my husband uses the clippers for a pretty short cut at all times. My girls didn't really have any hair until they were three years old, so they were kind of fond of keeping it and didn't seem tempted with the scissors.

I have a friend whose daughter cut off her eyelashes. Not only was her mother horrified that she cut them off, but she realized how dangerously close the scissors had to get to her eyes. Yikes!

By the way...I gave you a Butterfly award. You can check it out on my post about it.

Mary C said...

Oh my word. I'll remember this story if one of mine ever disappears for a few minutes with the scissors!

Flssgrl said...

Oh my...he is still a cutie least with the boys you can do the buzz cut. I had to go and read the sharpie post somehow i missed that one...that is not did you get it off the skin? my daughter colored what seemed to be her entire body one night when she was supposed to be sleeping not too mention walls and doors...but with a supposed washable marker...but i still had a really difficult time getting it off her skin. on a side note...Santa has to wrap the gifts or else Christmas morning goes by too it its they rip through the opening of presents.