Thursday, January 29, 2009

Scissors fun

Well, it finally happened. Last night, while my dad was visiting, Quentin took his sister's new fake doctor scissors and pretended to cut a chunk of his hair. I warned him, for the umpteenth time, that he should never cut his hair, to let me know if he thinks it's getting too long and wants it cut, etc. etc. I thought that was good enough because, well, it always has been for the last five and a half years.

However.

As soon as she saw me this afternoon, the daycare supervisor asked me if I noticed, then asked Quentin if he was going to tell me, or if she was. In EXACTLY the same spot as last night, about 3-4 cm (1 1/2 inches for you non-metrics) back from his hairline, is this weird little triangle-shaped almost bald looking spot. (His hair is really still pretty baby fine, so short hair looks almost bald.) There had been a Teacher-On-Call in his class today, and she was apparently incredibly upset by it happening. Yeah, if I was the TOC in a room where a kid cut his hair, I'd be afraid of getting in trouble. Poor woman. I know it wasn't her lack of supervision, I know that it was all Quentin doing it.

Unfortunately for the TOC, Quentin said that the other kids started doing it too. Okay, first he said the other kids were doing it, but when I asked him why he would do it just because the others were, he clarified. AFTER he did it, others started cutting their hair too. Again, poor woman. I can just imagine her thinking how her job prospects weren't looking good after helping one group of students to see another group of Kindergartners cutting their hair - especially if there are some parents who don't get that there are just some things kids do. He's under strict orders to apologize if she's there again tomorrow.

While I was giving him a hair cut to even out his hair, I asked him who he was trying to make laugh. Nope. That wasn't it. I asked him who he was trying to impress. Yep. That was it. Two girls. *sigh* Like that bodes well for the future.

His self-inflicted hair cut didn't look awful, just a little strange. Nothing to take a pic of. Nothing as bad as that time I cut my sister's bangs incredibly short and crooked (and then we both vehemently denied I'd done anything). He does have a 1/2 buzz cut now though. I'll take a pic of that soon.

3 Comments:

At 1/30/2009 7:48 AM, Blogger Maputobound said...

Great to hear from you again Jen. I started laughing after the first line as my niece, just before our Christmas vacation REALLY gave herself a haircut- all over! It ended up being somewhat "fixed" by a professional, but at first you didn't know whether to laugh or cry! As you say, it's somehow a right of passage for most kids (either that and/or sticking something up their nose!)

 
At 1/30/2009 9:38 AM, Blogger Jen said...

Oh no! We've been so lucky to not have any of the hair/nose/ear thing happening, until now. I hope this doesn't mean we're going to have the nose/ear things soon too.

For now...all scissors that actually cut are still being kept out of Jade's reach. I love her hair, and know that I need to cut it soon, but it would be awful to be forced to do something drastic. The good news is that hair grows back. Is your niece's hair looking like nothing happened yet?

 
At 1/31/2009 2:14 PM, Blogger Taira said...

LOL
Already styling his own hair to impress the ladies? Sigh.
Every kid goes through the self inflicted haircut stage, good thing it wasn't too bad. I recall that mine was pretty bad. The gum in the hair is always fun too but we weren't allowed gum when we were kids, it bugged my Dad too much.
So funny, I can almost picture the look of mortification on the TOC's face when ALL the kids start cutting their own hair. ROTFL!!! Poor poor woman, what a way to give yourself an ulcer!

 

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