In a house full of girls, you know that it's only a matter of time before one of them takes a pair of scissors to her head. My middle daughter gave herself a mullet when she was about 2, lopping off the sides of her long brown locks in two quick snips. My eldest child held off until she was in the 5th grade before deciding that she was old enough to cut her own bangs. If I were honest, I'd have to confess that even I have tried to trim my split ends using a hand mirror and my scrapbooking shears. So why bother getting upset when one of my 4-year-old twins circumvented all security measures and accessed some scissors in the bathroom . . .
Would it gross you out too much if I admitted that the scissors she used were a tiny pair of round-ended nosehair clippers that my husband keeps in his shaving kit?