the dreaded day has finally come.
i've known it was coming.
i just wasn't prepared for how angry and sad i would be.

i have seen it happen to others and have always thought it was so funny when it was them. i have even greatly enjoyed retelling other people's stories about it.

I AM NOT LAUGHING TONIGHT.

my daughter chopped her own hair off. i'm sure you cannot guess which daughter.....
her beautiful, long, silky, blonde hair.







my plan tonight was to trim shaeya's hair.
i bathed tekoa first and then put her in a pull up for bedtime. it was while i was helping shaeya wash her hair that tekoa got out the scissors and cut her own.

i walked in on her doing it and let out a yell that could have probably been heard for miles.
i don't think i have ever been so angry at a child.

i had to give her an ugly short haircut. i hate it.
and i will be real honest here and say that it wasn't the gentlest haircut i've ever given.......



and while i was cutting tekoa's hair wren did this to herself-





then while i was finally trimming shaeya's hair tekoa did this-







and then this-



i probably don't need to say that it has not been a good night here.
lots of crying and not only from the kids....
and tekoa has been wailing, "i want my mooooommy" through it all.
like i'm not right here fixing her hair and scrubbing off her marker and cleaning up her cereal.

it's nights like these that i'm wondering where their father is and WHY are we building a house again???

oh, and also....remember those 2 cute kittens?
well, we have 2 kittens and 2 cases of extreme diarrhea.
ready to throw in the towel- anyone want them?
and a short haired little girl to go along???