Over the weekend I had one of those face palm parenting moments.
It happened when I went into the kidlets playroom to see what they were up to. I found my six-year old son sitting perfectly content on the couch watching cartoons, but my daughter was nowhere in sight. Unlike my son, she gets bored pretty quick watching cartoons. My girl is constantly in motion, she always has to be doing something so I knew I’d find her around the corner creating a masterpiece at her art table.
That’s when I discovered this:
Apparently she was working on one really big craft project, herself! Using safety scissors she managed to cut off a big chunk of her bangs as well as hair by her right ear. I shiver to think how much more hair she would have cut if I had come in five minutes later, she could have been bald!
Once the initial shock of seeing several clumps of my daughter’s beautiful hair on the ground wore off, I clicked into mom mode. I removed the scissors from her hand, scooped the piles of hair and marched her upstairs to her room to change her clothes since she had pieces of hair all over herself.
Exasperated, I called out to The Hubs for reinforcements. As I told him what happened he took one look our daughter who was literally marching by with chopped hair and a smirk on her face and he broke out into hysterical laughter.
Up in her room I was finally calm enough to ask her why she had cut her hair. She said she got the idea from the movie. See, the day before she and I watched “Tangled” for the first time, which is a re-imagining of the “Rapunzel” story. I don’t think I’m giving anything away here, but at the end of the film, Flynn Rider AKA Eugene cuts Rapunzel’s magic hair freeing her from her tower and the evil Gothel who kidnapped her.
My daughter told me that she felt her hair was getting way too long and that it was always in her face. She also said she wanted to see if her hair would turn from blonde to brown like Rapunzel’s in the film if she cut it. Makes perfect sense to a four-year old I guess.
As the two of us looked at each other, we both started to smile and then laugh.
This was one of those if you don’t laugh, you’ll cry moments of parenting. While I wasn’t happy with the state of her hair, I couldn’t be angry with her. We made an emergency trip to the salon that afternoon and they fixed what they could. It is just hair and it will grow back.
What was important to me was that my daughter came up with her own theory and tested it out. She’s growing up, expressing herself and trying to figure things out for herself in her own way and on her own terms. Heck, I did the same thing when I was a kid. It’s growing pains, something that all kids and parents go through together. But I bet you, she’ll never cut her own hair again!
Now it’s your turn to share. Tell me about one of your parenting face plant moments.
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