Four years of hard work gone

I was going to make cookies with the kids today but instead, we had the joy of going to the hair salon, so that Isabelle could get her hair cut again. This is after she decided to cut her hair all by herself to go with her costume. In all the time that they were playing I did not actually look at my kid to see if anything was different, only when I came up stairs and noticed that there was hair on the floor did I take a look and notice that it had been cut. I asked who did and Isabelle has the biggest smile on her face and says me. Of course this happens to be the day she goes to dance, so I could not leave her like that. I had to get it fixed. Since I was so upset that she cut her hair that I had been growing for four long years, I did not plan very well. We had to come back before dance to eat lunch then leave right away to go to dance. Of course since both kids were wide awake at 4:45am this morning they feel asleep in the car on the way to the hair salon. This is when a parent thinks to themselves wouldn’t it be nice to be able to leave the sleeping kid that still has hair in the car to sleep, but no you can’t do that. At least it turns out, she did not make a horrible mess of her hair by cutting it to close to the scalp, where it had to be grown out first. It actually looks pretty cute! Except for the fact that it took four long years to grow it out to where it was and now it will probably take at least that many to get it back to where it was.

But she is so proud of what she did and had no remorse what so ever. If only she understood. I know it could be worse.