Poor Jonah couldn't see through the hair falling in his eyes and the only time Susan (who is wonderful with my children and Hannah about lost it when I once suggested someone else cut her hair) had available was while I'd be at "work". Also, after growing her hair out for about a year, Hannah has decided she wants her hair short again. This is perfectly fine with me and, in fact, this way we can even everything out with the smallish haircut Hannah recently gave herself.
I must say, I truly appreciate having a hairdresser I can trust my sweet children to. And a husband who's willing to take 2 children to get haircuts by himself. The kiddoes look pretty cute, all freshly shorn. Oh, I bet you'd like to see a picture.
A few words about our sweet, well-loved, long-suffering cat, FuzzBall. One evening last week I noticed that she was looking sort of ratty. The fur on her back was looking all ragged and there were a few patches of skin showing. I thought the poor thing had mange, but when we took a closer look, it turns out she (only) had a bad haircut from Hannah's Kitty Boutique. Really, she is too kind to the children. And all of our scissors are now hidden away. I don't want Hannah's friend Jayme's gorgeous blonde curls to be the next victims.