I will never mess with my kid's hair again! The day after Grace's first haircut, I attempted to "style" it.
First, a little background. I am no good with hair. Not my own hair, not my friend's hair, not even Barbie's hair. I never learned to braid. French braiding might as well be equivalent to landing on the moon for me. So when it came to styling my own daughter's hair, I was a bit nervous. Do I brush the bangs down? To the side? What on earth am I supposed to do with all these barrettes and clips I seem to have acquired over the last several months?
Without fail, I failed. Pieces of her newly cut hair just didn't seem to fall quite into place and I had the "brilliant" idea to trim them - myself - with the only pair of scissors I could find. And yes, they happened to be old and rusty. "Perfect" for hair trimming.
Well, folks...this is what I did to poor Grace.
She looks like Jim Carey in the movie Dumb and Dumber.
Never again folks. Never again. I am leaving her hair - and the hair of #2 - safely in the hands of professionals from now on. Lesson learned.