Tales of a Haircut

Sometimes I think if I would have truly realized what goes into being a stay-at-home-mom, I would have studied different subjects in school.

Business management, accounting, interior design, landscape design, culinary arts, sociology, psychology, fashion design, veterinary medicine, pediatrics,  geriatrics, chauffeur training, maid training, hospitality services, and sanitation/janitorial training, etc.  (I’m sure you can think of many more to add to the list!)

Since I do not have five lifetimes to go back to school and get these degrees, I use Youtube.

Youtube has amazing ‘how to’ videos on practically everything.  For example, if I would have looked into my crystal ball and seen my five daughters, I would have definitely gone to beauty school. But in the absence of beauty school training, Youtube has plenty of “how to trim your daughter’s hair” videos.

Even with the plethora of videos available to me, sometimes I still fear to cut my girls’ hair myself.  There are terrible stories out there about the horrors of hair cutting.  For instance, sometimes children decide that if mommy can cut their hair, they can do it themselves.  I have yet to experience this joy for myself, but I heard tell of a little girl who cut off her lovely, curly locks and used them for Christmas Tree tinsel.

Or the other day, I heard of a woman who decided to cut her son’s hair.  She did the deed and sent him off to play at a friend’s house.  Halfway through the day, the friend’s mother called in a frenzy to apologize.  She said she couldn’t find the hair or the scissors, but after looking over the boy, she just knew that somehow, somewhere her son had cut that little boy’s hair himself.  Oh, the embarrassment, of having to admit that no, the friend was off the hook.  She had in fact cut her own son’s hair.  And she had done just that bad of a job.

That said, I did find the moral courage to trim my girl’s hair the other day.  I even cut a substantial chunk off the back of Miss 5’s hair, but I am happy to report, that with the aid of a curling iron, the cut looks straight, and the hair looks fine.

Phew!

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