As the mother of 3 wonderful daughters and 2 extremely handsome sons I have seen many attempts at beauty and handsomeness to get people to notice them. Sometimes we get so caught up in our own drama of parenthood as well as adulthood we forget to give our kids the attention they need. And sometimes what is a normal life adventure can also be a reminder to be grateful for the blessings we have on a daily basis and maybe for some afflictions we don’t have. Throughout the years and lessons I am now able to look back and laugh at all the antics of my kids.
My oldest daughter; Nichole was the first girl who thought she should do her own hair styling; on her own hair of course. With scissors she got busy and cut her bangs and then the side of her golden bronze locks at the tender age of 4. She looked like she had a lopsided mullet, which in turn required a lot of blending and trimming to finally end with about 2 inches of hair on the majority of her head and a lesson in patience on waiting for hair to grow out. And my first lesson on true beauty and finding humor where it was not wanted.
When my second daughter Rose reached about 2 and her brother was 6 she had some help and made her hair look like a leopard with bald spots in different locations and a mommy in tears over the new look. The next task at hand was to rush to the store and buy some new hats to cover and hide her hair cut. The timing of this new do was right before pictures. Kids never choose to style their own hair at an opportune time. And I am honestly not sure there is an opportune time to style your own hair. And I thought my trials with hair were over but no it is not done.
My youngest son has also made several attempts however, it does not have the same drastic effects on a little boy that it does with a little girl. I just pull out the razor and fix it and it doesn’t matter how long it takes because with boys it doesn’t matter.
Scissors should live up high in my world out of sight out of mind or maybe not in my house at all since I as a parent am incapable of learning that my daughter’s instincts are to cut their own hair. However even though scissors did get relocated my youngest daughter Rayne, still found a way to style her own hair. In a house with 4 girls we keep nair; hair remover lotion on hand. So instead of getting scissors Rayne got nair and gave herself a reverse mohawk right before Easter. And looked like a little old man who tried to fold his hair over to cover his baldness.
However through all the styles, trims, grins, and grimaces, one thing I have discovered is when our daughter’s choose to try their own hair styles it will grow back; yes with time. And while we struggle with little girls cutting their own hair for all the reasons be grateful that it will grow back. And there is no underlying cause to the hair loss, such as chemotherapy for cancer, or other diseases that cause hair to fall out and remember that with that same time you will find a way to laugh.