Oscar is obsessed with cutting things up with scissors at the moment. Mostly, and this is a blessed relief, it is bits of paper. Yesterday he wanted to make a fridge full of food, so we used a big plastic box, which I was then instructed to fill with paper, cut into the shapes of vegetables. It is not easy. My tomatoes passed muster. My peppers were parlous. Oscar mostly made bits of bread. I felt cheated. He had the straight lines. I had the twiddly bits.
He is beginning to get slightly more adventurous with the scissors though. He wandered into the kitchen in the afternoon, lock of hair in one hand, scissors in the other, and demanded to be held up to the bathroom mirror as he had ‘things to do.’
I enquired as to whether these ‘things to do’ involved cutting his own hair, because if they did, I wouldn’t be best pleased.
He looked rather sly and said: ‘No. Of course not.’
I offered to take him to the bathroom at this point and he scuttled off saying hurriedly. ‘No, no. It’s alright now.’
Hmmmm.
Then this afternoon my mum pointed out that he has a large bald patch on the side of his head.
He had obviously decided to do without the mirror and had just hoped I would put the bald patch down to early onset alopecia.
We had words.
I have threatened that if he tries home hair cutting again, that I will take him to the barbers, get all his hair cut off, and polish his head until it shines.
He was not impressed.
I am still thinking of doing this to Tallulah, who despite my best efforts with leave in conditioner, tea tree oil and plaits so tight they make her look permanently surprised, came home on Monday sporting another nit.
It’s either that or one of those sixties bathing caps.
Your children are so good for my smiley wrinkles. MM cut his hair at pretty much the same age and was so surprised that I had noticed it – after all it was only a tiny bit! Said tiny bit was in the middle of his fringe, I may be short-sighted but I’m not blind m’boyo!
The offer to send Antipodean nit destroyer of the non-vicious- chemical variety still stands lovey . . . Other than that will keep an eye open for the swimming cap. I’m sure the type with huge tropical flowers on are still available somewhere
Sharon
Both of my girls did it too. They hid behind the sofa and left clumps of hair there in the hope I wouldn’t find them.
Thanks for the nit offer. I’m on top of it now I think. They seem to dislike lavender oil a lot more than tea tree oil, which is good for all of us because it smells much better!