I am pretty sure Dija was looking with her blind eye when she CUT HER OWN HAIR! That’s right she cut her hair. Not the typical chunk out of the front. Oh no, she took a good 6 or 8 inches off the back making it above shoulder level on about one third of her head along one side. I’m not sure how she did it and she’s insists that Trey did not do it. She has yet to learn that it is best to blame the sibling. I think she wants the credit for doing it! In fact the clump of hair was tucked under her pillow possibly waiting for the hair fairy???
At first I didn’t even see where she had cut the hair. I saw a tiny clipping on her floor. That was likely a good thing because I was able to control the freak out that might have ensued had I originally noticed the huge chunk missing at the back of her head. Then after I had given the calm stern talk she walked past me. Gulp… Oh dear this is worse than I realized. I managed to not react.
“Dija, I’m afraid we will have to cut your hair all off. You will no longer have long princess hair.”
“All off like Papa?”
“Well tomorrow after school when I go to Nana’s I can play with Neka.” and just like that she changed the subject.
No fear. No guilt. This child lives in her own fairy tale!
I immediately sent out a distress text message to my hair girl who always takes good care of me… No worries because I know she will make her look less “orphanish.” Now I don’t expect her to have time at 8am tomorrow so Dija will go to nursery school like this. I will say nothing to the teachers as I drop her off. When I pick her up I plan on asking what the heck happened to my kid’s hair. That should be good for a laugh!
By PJ time this evening I think it had sunk in a bit that this was irreversible and as she looked in the mirror I held up her hair to show her how it’s going to be short now a bit like mine. She cried a little and said, “I don’t want you to cut my hair.”
“No worries honey, I won’t be cutting it.” It will be my friend who is allowed to use scissors and I kind of hope it makes Dija sad to see the hair fall so she learns that this was not OK. Then I want her to love her new look because she will always be beautiful even when she is naughty.
For my cousin Kenda… Dija is not my favorite child today! She is still my favorite little girl but her behavior moved her down on my list of favs today
Pictures to be posted once the real cut happens.