Well I think my mom thought it was time for me to learn my lesson. I got up last Thursday morning and made breakfast, which is almost always cereal and milk. I put on an educational show and tried to wake up. My mother in law had surgery and I was calling to check on her when I looked up at my 5 year old, Charlotte. Something did not look right. Just as mom picked up the phone my brain started to work. That is when I had a clear sight of what Charlotte had done.
Just a little back round for you, Charlotte was born with what I call duck fuzz. Really she was bald. So mommy decided that she would wait to trim or cut her hair. Ok, let's say that in the five wonderful years of Charlotte's life she has never had a hair cut, I could never do it. It grew so long and is so blond. I could do so much with it, braiding, pig tails, half up half down, all down.
While I sit there looking at what Charlotte has done, I tell mom I have to call her back. I turn towards Charlotte and ask the ultimate question, "WHO CUT YOUR HAIR?" Now she looks at me like, what do you mean mommy? I turn off the TV and ask her again, because we all know that kids can 't see their parents when the TV is on. Charlotte in all of her 5 years of wisdom tells me Daddy did it. Which I know daddy would never cut her hair because he never brushes it. So I ask her again, this time she tells me that her cousin Rilie cut her hair. Now I am getting very ANGRY because we have talked about lies and how God made a commandment not to tell lies. After about an hour and a half she told me she cut her hair.
Needless to say I had to cut her hair. So now she has bangs because she had cut the front of her hair so bad. I can hear my mom say, "See what you put me through."
