tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post4777179869327285486..comments2023-09-15T08:59:22.882-04:00Comments on June Cleaver After A Six-Pack: Scissors? I Don't Even Know What Scissors Look Like Mama! Honest...june cleaverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044621352058350336noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-10799326154414064292008-11-18T17:28:00.000-05:002008-11-18T17:28:00.000-05:00I've often wondered if I could get away with cutti...I've often wondered if I could get away with cutting off a big chunk of my wife's hair and blaming one of the kids, or the dog, or the cat, or the hermit crab. She hates having to braid it every morning but refuses to cut it either. What's a guy to do?Stupid Fat Hobbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07669117404837953699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-54190664882377445772008-11-18T14:34:00.000-05:002008-11-18T14:34:00.000-05:00I want to see a picture too...I want to see a picture too...Kasiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12252276821520357094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-86437195084753417142008-11-18T12:28:00.000-05:002008-11-18T12:28:00.000-05:00Oh, and I was so happy to hear that things are nor...Oh, and I was so happy to hear that things are normal around your house. I was beginning to think life was getting boring around there. Here, it was just a lull in the excitement!<BR/>Love you all!<BR/>Aunt BarbaraAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-54486320629695067052008-11-18T12:25:00.000-05:002008-11-18T12:25:00.000-05:00June,Your cousin cut her own hair, right up front ...June,<BR/>Your cousin cut her own hair, right up front where she could grab ahold of a chunk.<BR/>I told her that every child tried doing that, but they could only do it once. So she could never do that again. She believed me! Then I hid all the scissors. <BR/>Hee hee!<BR/>Love,<BR/>Aunt BarbaraAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-79864171679315413352008-11-17T20:14:00.000-05:002008-11-17T20:14:00.000-05:00My daughter cut her own hair...thank goodness the ...My daughter cut her own hair...thank goodness the front was pulled back since she didn't have bangs. I couldn't figure out why there was fuzzy stuff all over the couch until she showed me her bear. It too got a hair cut.CJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13142963421730864654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-73504652397361145792008-11-17T17:12:00.000-05:002008-11-17T17:12:00.000-05:00been there...done that. Touche!been there...done that. Touche!Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11713312386803561115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-69107155550694986752008-11-17T15:43:00.000-05:002008-11-17T15:43:00.000-05:00I never had anyone play beauty shop on anyone else...I never had anyone play beauty shop on anyone else but themselves but I did have a brownie thief, who if not for the smear of chocolate across their teeth and corners of their mouth would have totally had me convinced he even knew what a brownie looked like.<BR/>Kids gotta love' em. Got to becaseu it's going to become illegal to drop them off at the firestation here anyday now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-49598602478482062412008-11-17T14:12:00.000-05:002008-11-17T14:12:00.000-05:00I came in from the garage one day to the sound of ...I came in from the garage one day to the sound of the drawer where the scissors are stored being slammed shut. My daughter jumped into a chair and tried to look nonchalant. My older son cracked under my intense interrogation, which consisted of a slightly quizzical look. I had only been out front for a minute. PJ volunteered, "Anne cut her hair!". she had indeed. A huge chunk out of the back, smack in the center. She was 4 or 5 at the time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-57205444132186114502008-11-17T13:27:00.000-05:002008-11-17T13:27:00.000-05:00Both of my girls were born with heads full of dark...Both of my girls were born with heads full of dark hair. Daughter 1's hair was so long it went past the collar of her sleeper.<BR/>Both had their first trims before they turned 3 months old.<BR/>Neither of my babies ever took scissors to their own hair or the hair of others, because they were just perfect. Perfect, I say!<BR/>We went to a salon one fateful day. The girls had their trims, then was taken to the sink to rinse out my color. Daughter the second, 4 at the time, came back from the waiting area watch. Her bangs were bit mussed, so I reached out to smooth them. A chunk of bang fell to the floor. Another smoothing attempt resulted in another chunk falling to the floor. The child took the hairdresser's scissors to her own freshly-trimmed bangs. Six year old daughter the first just stood there and watched her do it.<BR/>Our hairdresser was able to fix the problem without making daughter the second look crazy, but the poor woman was mortified. Although no child had ever took her scissors off her counter, she felt responsible.<BR/>Despite the fact that my previously perfect babies are now 8 and 10, they only have access to play-doh cutting scissors without asking. It may no longer occur to either that it is NOT okay to cut off her sister's ear with the kitchen scissors.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499281160568743682.post-77726798968717809022008-11-17T12:28:00.000-05:002008-11-17T12:28:00.000-05:00What, no picture?!What, no picture?!Bloominghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01556623935774266583noreply@blogger.com