To a young child scissors are a magical thing. They cut toys out of boxes, they cut paper, they cut tags off of new clothes and shoes, they open food packets, and of course, they cut hair. At first my child only paid attention to the fact that scissors cut everything but hair. Then one day while playing with a friend, the friend remarked that scissors cut hair. Ever since that day Josie has asked to cut her hair or to cut Joe's, Lol's, or my hair. The scissors are put up at our house to where she can not reach them, and when I have cut her bangs, I have tried to reiterate that only Mommys, Daddys, and Hairdressers cut hair. However, in the back of her mind, she has always known that she also had the power to cut hair. Earlier this week Cassandra's blog was on how Drew had cut his hair. I laughed because I knew my day was coming. I did not know when it would be, but I knew it would come. I personally, am not particuarly attached of hair. It grows back so everytime I go to get mine cut, I tell them the shorter the better. Well, I got my call. Erica is so great and has been working with Josie on using scissors. She has taught her how to cut out shapes as well as to cut straight lines. Well today, Erica turned around for a minute and Josie snipped her hair. She said Lol was laughing as if saying "me next." Erica said she didn't know how to react. She said she thought I would be upset. All I could do was laugh through the entire conversation. I told her it took a lot to make me mad, and she said hopefully we never reach that point. Erica said that there was no gapping or bald spot, that she actually did a good job and that it blends right in. She might have a profession. Hopefully, now it is out of her system, and all I have to do is wait for Lol's turn to experiment.