Life's full of surprises. And motherhood's no different.
One thing that hasn't surprised me, however, is my kids' obsession with these babies.
When the scissors go missing at my house, I'm not gonna lie-- I get a little nervous.
Luckily, (knock on wood) no one has given himself a "fun" haircut or given one to his brother. No major damage done.
And since we're talking about a house full of boys with not a single Barbie or doll in sight, I thought I would be safe from finding remnants of "salon makeovers" when the scissors go missing.
But then I realized I forgot about the Christmas nutcracker.
Monday, May 24, 2010
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7 comments:
Glad your hair wasn't cut...more importantly, do I see tile remnants on the floor? Gotta come check this out!
You very diplomatically didn't mention who the stylist was.
awesome!
Now that is hilarious...tricky little boys!!!
I'm glad I got to see the haircut in person. It looked much more trendy in real life. I gotta get the name of that nutcracker's stylist!
Sherry! How are you? Your boys are so dang cute! Glad only the nutcracker got cut Parker cut his, it grew back!
I was beginning to think only my girls cut the hair off everything. Thanks for the chuckle.
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