Besides, the last time I had looked at her, all I noticed was the big rat's nest that had formed on the side of her head as a result of not having brushed her hair all day long. "Audrey, I can't look up right now," I emphasized for the 7th time.
Finally I finished the trees. And finally I looked up. Now, I have heard other moms talk about this event; in fact, it seems to happen in all families. Except mine. I think Michael may have done it once, but it was barely noticeable. But Audrey...well, she really took those scissors to her hair.
I know the moment I looked up, I said, "YOU CUT YOUR HAIR??!!" which must have come out angry instead of my heartfelt emotion of surprise because Audrey went from an attitude of Wow! Look at what I accomplished! to Oh no! What have I done to my hair? I quickly consoled her and assured her it looked, um, good. And stylish. Honestly, the one side did look kind of cute. As a start anyway.
Coincidentally, I had planned on taking Audrey in for a trim on Wednesday. Trim being the operative word. Since we have plans to go out tomorrow, though, I thought I might prefer my daughter not to be lopsided. So she got her new do this evening, and she quite likes it.