My Nightmare

We interrupt the birthday posts for a very important announcement.  Daci Paras Roberts decided to take scissors to her hair at 8:30am on Monday, May 14th.  Her mother almost died of a heart attack when she observed the result. After hours of hysteria and an emergency run to the stylist, everyone seems to have survived the incident.  We all hope and pray this never happens again.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Is all I have to say about this! Actually, I have a lot more to say about this.  Here is the story:

I was upstairs with the babies, Daci was downstairs watching a show, I thought (please don't judge, I already feel guilty enough!).  I wake up from a text from Carly saying she wanted to go to the park.  I was texting her back when Daci walks in to my room.  I look at her and something tells me that she looks different.  I can't put my finger on it, as I am still a little bit groggy.  I blink my eyes a few times, and look at her again.  She seems fine, happy even. She has this really proud smile on her face.  I look her up and down.  When I get to her head I let out a terrified yelp.  I put my hands to my face and start sobbing.  Seriously, I can't even explain the weird noise that was coming out of my mouth.  Apparently, Daci couldn't either because she started laughing hysterically.  "It's funny, huh Mom!?"  I say through the sobs and the tears, "NO, Daci! It's NOT funny! Mommy is crying!"  Daci said, very matter of factly, "Don't worry mom, it will grow back!" This sends me into a fresh fit of hysteria.  I call Carly and am trying to get the words out.  I must have sounded like someone was dying because she yells, "Kori, I'll be right over!"  I sit upstairs with Daci, crying my eyes out, the guilt is just crushing me.  I can't go downstairs because I can't bear to see the freshly cut hair all over the floor.  Carly knocks at the door.  I run down the stairs, trying as hard as I can to avert my eyes.  But, alas, I see the remains of Daci's beautiful locks and I lose it all over again.  Carly enters.  Gives me a horrified look and takes over, as I seem to be frozen in my body.  

She starts brushing all of the hair into a pile and I finally give in.  Theres not much I can do about it, so I do what every good scrapbooker does, I pull out my camera and go snap happy.  I then call my friend, and Daci's hairstylist, Ashley.  We rush over and she did what she could for Daci's hair.  Daci was a gem.  She just sat there and let Ashley do her magic.  Ashley did a great job, especially with what she had to work with.  Daci ended up with VERY short hair, and there are still spots that are even shorter from where Daci cut.  I am so sad to see Daci's hair gone.  I guess I will just have to remember what Daci said, "Don't worry mom, it will grow back!"


PS For those of you who are wondering, she cut her hair with child proof scissors, we have all our normal scissors put up :)

There was much more than this strewn about on the carpet, this is just what landed on the mat.

Front view

left side

right side

Back view

Right before we left for Ashley's, she doesn't seem very remorseful, does she?

In the chair, waiting for the first snip

I still can't get over how much she chopped!

The back view

The first cut

Slowly working on all the uneveness

Gotta love that huge chop on the front....Wow, Dac, you sure know how to make it look as bad as possible!

And, the after.  Attempting to make this very short hair look girly :)

All the hair we had to chop off at Ashley's 

Daci's first glimpse of her new hair....she seems pretty proud

The photo we sent to dad and the grandmas.......still seems proud.  Grrr.

This has been such a fear of mine forever.  I always worry Daci is going to cut her hair off.  We got her child proof scissors a few weeks ago and she is such a good cutter!  She will cut out around pictures and things.  We always have talks that she ONLY is allowed to cut paper.  I never said, "Don't cut your hair", because I didn't want to put the idea in her mind, maybe I should have.  Anyway, I guess what makes me most sad is that Daci has always had difficult hair.  At 18 months old she was still pretty much bald.  Then it finally started growing in, but it grew in as a mullet.  The front just didn't grow.  Pretty much her bangs grew, and her mullet grew.  The front sides didn't grow much though.  The mullet finally got bad enough that a month and a half ago, I sent her to Ashley to get her very first hair cut.  I knew that it was finally time for a cute style, she needed to get everything evened out.  The haircut was DARLING and I was so excited to have Daci's hair finally grow into beautiful locks :)  Whelp, goes to show you that you shouldn't be so vain, right?  Here is a tribute to what Daci's hair used to be....

Here's to starting anew!  Can everyone please say their prayers that her hair grows back fast?!  Thanks :)