Bangs

Uncle George is no longer alone in the doghouse. While I went to an info session for kindergarten (can you believe it!) Phil was home with the kids. Who were, admittedly, in an unruly, excitable mood after a whole day stuck at home.

I came home to Phil bragging about how well he did and how the kids were asleep without any fighting but just a bit after 8. I should note, that despite what is about to be revealed, this is indeed an impressive feat and deserves some kudos.

It should also be noted, in fairness, that moments before I left for the info session, Phil walked in the door after work to me in the middle of a rant directed at Pip and Viv. It was going somewhere along the lines about how no one cares how Mommy is doing and how Mommy is tired of everyone complaining and no one appreciating her and all she hears in whining and moaning and how she can't take it anymore and how no one cares to ask whether she is happy. Poor Pip was sitting at the table saying "I care about you Mommy. How are you today Mommy?" But I was too busy ranting to listening or responding to his cuteness.

So Phil had his work cut out for him.

But all this said, I found this waiting for me the next morning:



Actually, a bit worse than that. Half of Vivie's hair on the front of her head was chopped off and standing straight up. I mean along her temple it was cut so close as be aspiring to MC Hammer. She and Pip proudly stated that they climbed into one of the big cardboard boxes we have staged for packing and made a hiding place. They brought along the scissors. Daddy had no idea. Vivie said "the hair was getting in my eyes so I cut it". Proud as can be. I immediately called Phil at work and he STILL had no idea, this means he did not notice her chop job throughout the ENTIRE beditme routine.

I grabbed some scissors of my own and attempted to cut the rest of her bangs so at least it would go across her whole forehead. I really can't believe it, though. All this time avoiding the bangs and now they are here -- for a long time. If I could turn back time! Cher and I both want to push back the clock.