Another grateful moment
Peter was in need of a haircut. He was getting a bit shaggy…
so, my mom gave him a haircut. It’s not bad considered he’s so wiggly…
then a week later one of my daughters left scissors lying around after making yarn dolls, and before I noticed them, well…
See that bare patch? We assume Peter did it to himself because anyone else would have hid the evidence. I found the hair in the hallway. I don’t want to buzz him, so I’m waiting a week to see if I can fix it or if the rest of his hair will be long enough to comb over the patch. It’s not quite long enough yet, but I’m hopeful.
In trying to see the good coming from it, I have to say that I’m grateful that it was my two year old who did it so I can’t make myself mad at anyone. He seen grandma wield scissors on his hair the week before. I can see why he would try it himself. I’m also happy and grateful that we don’t have family pictures to do and that it’s my son instead of my daughter…just in case I need to get the clippers out to buzz it!
