I have always heard stories about kids cutting other kids hair. Never in a million years did I think my Grace would be one of the "cutters." Denny, yes, but not Grace. Grace is the type of kid who thinks way to much about the consequences. Or so I thought. Saturday afternoon was going great until G took a pair of scissors to D's head. The results:
So we cleaned D all up with the clippers. I think he is as handsome as ever with his new do. He won't stop rubbing his head and asking when his hair is going to grow back. The little man seems pissed at Bob and I, and not at his sister who butchered his hair in the first place. I just pray that D isn't planning on paybacks.
