Does it seem like you just read about Nat's first hair cut? Well, you did. She already needs a second one? Well, one of us thought so.
I'm in the kitchen and I hear "Hun, come in here." I head back to the big bathroom and there, sitting on the sink top is Nat with Daddy right in front of her...with scissors in his hand. He says, "What...what...WHAT? louder and louder. Apparently I gave him a look that could kill. I thought I was being pretty calm. I said, "Its ok, its ok, just don't make her upset, its fine."
"What? I just cut it a little bit. There is hardly anything gone."
It's true, there wasn't much gone. He just took the first little strip of hair across her forehead and cut it to about 2 inches long. Two inches long! Much shorter and it wouldn't have laid down! The rest of what would be her bangs were still long and hung in her face.
Although he said I flipped out, I never flipped. I didn't yell and didn't raise my voice. I was actually surprised at how well I handled it.
About 15 minutes after "the incident" he tells me how bad he feels that she has to wipe the hair out of her face constantly. He starts getting me to feel bad about it and I say, "come on Nat, let's go cut your hair." So we all went back to the bathroom and I cut the rest of her bangs to a more appropriate length, trying to mask the sprigs he cut. I am Terrible at cutting hair. Terrible. But, she's 3. It is better that she no longer has her hair in her eyes, and it will grow out. This will all just be a silly memory.
After it's all said and done, and thinking we were on the same page, I said, "let's make a pact never to do this again." He says, "What? Of course we're doing it again; the next time she needs her bangs cut. "
Oh Toby.
I'm in the kitchen and I hear "Hun, come in here." I head back to the big bathroom and there, sitting on the sink top is Nat with Daddy right in front of her...with scissors in his hand. He says, "What...what...WHAT? louder and louder. Apparently I gave him a look that could kill. I thought I was being pretty calm. I said, "Its ok, its ok, just don't make her upset, its fine."
"What? I just cut it a little bit. There is hardly anything gone."
It's true, there wasn't much gone. He just took the first little strip of hair across her forehead and cut it to about 2 inches long. Two inches long! Much shorter and it wouldn't have laid down! The rest of what would be her bangs were still long and hung in her face.
Although he said I flipped out, I never flipped. I didn't yell and didn't raise my voice. I was actually surprised at how well I handled it.
About 15 minutes after "the incident" he tells me how bad he feels that she has to wipe the hair out of her face constantly. He starts getting me to feel bad about it and I say, "come on Nat, let's go cut your hair." So we all went back to the bathroom and I cut the rest of her bangs to a more appropriate length, trying to mask the sprigs he cut. I am Terrible at cutting hair. Terrible. But, she's 3. It is better that she no longer has her hair in her eyes, and it will grow out. This will all just be a silly memory.
After it's all said and done, and thinking we were on the same page, I said, "let's make a pact never to do this again." He says, "What? Of course we're doing it again; the next time she needs her bangs cut. "
Oh Toby.
1 comment:
I thought you did a very good job of making Nat's hair cute. John's "of course we are, next time..." response is classic, I could almost hear dan saying the same thing.
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