The day finally arrived, as I knew it probably would… Carmen cut her own hair. I knew it probably would happen because number 1: I am a very forgetful/easily distracted person, with a nursing baby. Number 2: she is a cunning little girl who has always gotten into EVERYTHING.
She has already taken my craft scissors to many other things, so I don’t know why I was surprised to find 5 inches of her hair adorning my sofa pillow. I guess none of the other stuff she has cut up was important enough for me to not keep scissors in my knitting bag, until now. I know, I know *forehead smack, shaking head in shame*. I was actually hoping that it was the feathers out of my sofa pillow when I came down from putting Moseley down for a nap, I don’t really like those pillows anyway. But no, in fact it was all of her curls from the left side of her head. This picture is of her after I cut the rest of her mullet off… As you can see, I couldn’t bear to go as short as she cut it, but oh well. She will just have to rock the asymmetrical a-line bob for a while.
Trying to get her to hold still for a picture, is just about impossible these days.
Yeah, lay down… that’s helpful…
I still think it looks pretty cute… but I am not used to it yet, and I was getting stoked on how long it was finally getting. Oh well, it’ll grow back someday.
Her reaction was actually really cute. When she saw me get all teary eyed about it, she said “here, I’ll give you a hug… shhhhh, it’s ok.” Then when I asked her why she did that (the dumbest question ever, that I seem to ask her anyway… every day) she replied “hurry mom, let’s clean this up before daddy gets home so he won’t be mad.” That seemed to be her biggest concern of the day because when I told her I had to cut the rest of it off, she started crying and saying that daddy was going to be mad at her, and at me for cutting her hair off. He wasn’t mad obviously, but he does like long hair on girls, so he wasn’t too stoked on the new do. He still thinks she’s cute though, and he just has to get used to it, like I do.
It could have been much worse, like my friend Jeanette put it… she could have cut “1/2 inch long dora bangs”. So yeah, I am thanking my lucky stars about that one.
I won’t always have a nursing baby I guess, maybe then I can have nice things… Oh wait, nope… because then he will be a toddler. I just hope he is just not quite as extreme as her. Maybe by then, I will have enough sleep in me to remember basic things like, if you don’t want them to get it… put it away. Durrrrr. I know I am not winning any mother of the year awards any time soon, although in my defense, there is pretty much not a single place in this house that she could not get into, if she puts her mind to it.
Parenting is such a funny thing. I guess I just really had no idea what to expect. This is not the way I pictured things in my mind at all. Not that I don’t love being a mother, because I do, a lot. I just find myself questioning… myself every day, especially the sanity/intelligence parts. (That was a total Austin powers moment: please allow myself to introduce… Myself…) Occasionally I will be so distracted by everything, that I hear completely contradictory statements flying out of my mouth at any given moment. Like yesterday, when Carmen was trying to get my attention by licking the back of my arm, I said to her “if you want to go to your room, you had better stop doing that.” Does anyone else do this? It reminds me of a scene in Emperor’s New Groove:
Ysma: “All right, I’ve had enough of this. Tell us where the talking llama is and we’ll burn your house to the ground.”
Little Boy: “Uh, don’t you mean ‘or’? “
Ysma: “*SIGH* Tell us where the talking llama is OR we’ll burn your house to the ground. “
Little Girl: “Well, which is it? That seems like a pretty crucial conjunction.”
It’s really only a matter of time until Carmen figures out that she is really smarter than me.
On the plus side, she does keep things lively, and always has something funny to say. Like when Moseley has something on his face she says “Look mom, he has a mustache on his chin.” Or this morning when Lee was about to leave she told him she was going to make him a “work cake”. I guess if you need an excuse to make a cake, work is as good as any. That kid loves to bake, and eat cake… a girl after my own heart.
I think these personality traits will pay off well for her when she gets to adult hood. It’s just my job to keep her reigned in so she can make it there eventually. I think I am having a similar experience to what Lee’s mother had to endure with him as a child. While he adamantly denies he ever gave her any grief, she told me that at one point, she would have sold him to anyone who would have given her a dollar. So funny!
At the end of the day, Carmen is awesome and spunky, and even if she shaved her head she would still be gorgeous. I would never trade any of her qualities for any amount of dollars in the world, (I will just hope that some of them are strictly traits of toddler-hood ;)).
I just love that kid’s stinkin’ guts!
P.S. if you haven’t seen emperor’s new groove… it’s hilarious, not just for a kid show, I love it.