Darn it all, one day I will learn that a 3 year old and a pair of scissors is NOT a good combination even if Daddy did give her permission to use them to cut her construction paper into tiny bits.
Miss O decided to cut her hair. Yes. All over her head. Hallelujah, though, because only Miss O can cut off chunks of her hair and it not be too too obvious. I hope, anyway.
I was so sad, combing out her hair, because all these little strands kept falling out every time I combed! Ugh. I'll assess it more in the morning, but I can for certainty say she's thinned her hair out...and in some places more than others.
Oh well. I guess she needed a cut for the start of pre-school, but really now. Suppose we'll just check that little right of life passage off her Bucket List. (and I would have taken a picture, but we cannot find our battery charger and the darn thing is out of power. Of course. Of COURSE!)