I haven't posted in a while...soaking up the available time for relaxation and downtime...storing it up! Having mom come and visit and being able to stay with us for so long is wonderful. It helps give me the extra push and energy needed to get through the deployment season. The lead up to the ship leaving is so stressful and chaotic that I'm pretty much zapped of energy before it's even time to use it! So having my parents visit and my mom stay longer gives me a much needed refresher. And time to catch up with her. I think we both are looking forward to her retirement and when we can spend more frequent time together.
There is one "incident" that occurred while mom was here that I've been meaning to write a post about. The "hair cutting" incident between Noah and Caraline. Mom was in the shower. I ran upstairs with Abel to change my shirt after Abel soaked it with drool and do a few other minor things. I come down the stairs and see Noah holding the scissors and Caraline standing in the middle of a huge giant pile of hair! And my stomach hit the floor...I thought I was going to vomit! So I cleaned it up while telling and explaining to the kids how this was not a good idea. It was a very bad idea! Then I ran upstairs to mom in the shower and yelled...MOM! By this time my stomach had recovered and I was on the verge of hysterical laughing! Noah had given her a hack job of a mullet. Folks...it was BAD! I called and Facebook messaged a friend saying HELP! And so she got in contact with a friend that cuts hair here on base...and so it all was "fixed" that night. I was so grateful! I know it's just hair. Just hair. BUT seriously she wasn't fit for going outside of the house! That phrase coming from a mom that requires shirt, shorts, and shoes in the summer time. I don't care what color or pattern the outfit contains. It can be sandals, tennis shoes, dress shoes, or rain boots...as long as it's appropriate for where we are headed...such as no rain boots to go play at the park. If they like it and picked it out...then that's good enough for me!
And I knew I was going to hear about it from Zack. He loved her long hair. If it would be up to him she wouldn't have her first haircut until she was in school. And of course I was going to get asked about why there are still scissors laying around the house when of course this is not the first time there has been hair cutting endeavors done by Noah and Caraline. And so this is why we still have scissors actually multiple pairs of scissors in the art caddy on the table...
The independence the scissors allow the kids to have out weighs the cons of possible hair cutting disasters. They both have been taught and always follow the "right" way to hold scissors while they are walking...and know they shouldn't leave the table with the scissors unless it's really necessary. I know...independence. You've heard it over and over again from me. They are two and four what possible could I be thinking when they have obviously shown that they do "wrong" things with the independence of having the scissors? I'm thinking...they are learning! They both had a moment that I saw on their faces when they realized the consequences of their little hair cutting mutiny. They learned that mom and dad knew what they were talking about when they told us scissors are only for cutting paper, doing crafts, or to help us open up a snack. They learned that once something is done you can't just "fix it". They learned there are consequences to their actions. They learned that just because they have and idea...doesn't mean that they should go ahead and do it. And all in all I'd call those lessons much more important than butchered hair cut!
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