Blast From the Past: Cutting Hair

See these two adorable little girls? They just happen to be Princess and Prima Donna and at this age, they were inseparable. At 21 months apart, people often mistook them for twins and after about a year, they always assumed Prima Donna was older. She grew... Princess did not.

But just because she was the smaller one, Princess was great at coming up with crazy ideas. On this particular day. she must have glanced over and said, "Prima Donna? You need a haircut!!" And that's all it took. She smuggled the scissors to her room and with Prima Donna's happy permission, she began to carefully give Prima Donna a new look.

In my defense, there wasn't any screaming or crying, not even when Princess proudly displayed her work. Wait, let me back up... there wasn't any CHILDREN who were screaming or crying, just a mom... this mom.

Although Princess was careful with the scissors and she didn't cut skin, it was still jagged and patchy. In perhaps one of my best parenting moments, I took them both to the salon, asked Melissa to do all she could to even out Prima Donna's hair, and then when she was finished, to cut Princess's hair just as short.

Princess was beside herself with grief! She still felt like she had done a good job and why were we punishing her? It was one of the hardest things I have ever done completely by choice. Princess's hair took almost a year to grow back and within a couple of weeks, Prima Donna looked like herself.

Best part is that it worked! She never cut anyone's hair nor did anyone else for that matter. This is a story that has become folklore in our family, but all you have to do is look at this last pic to know that is was all true.