The Haircut

It was Sunday morning, and I heard Isaac and Miriam playing in her bedroom while Max and I were still waking up.  It is not unusual for the boys to go in and entertain Miriam or get her out of the crib before we even get up.  This particular morning I heard them playing "Dad and Son", a game they play almost every day, and I've always just thought it to be super cute since Miriam is a girl, but she has to play the "son".

Finally I got up and wanted to get her out of bed, but her door was locked.  Hmmm, why would Isaac lock the door?

I asked him to unlock it right away, which he did.

When I walked in, I can't even described the feeling I had upon seeing Miriam.  I think at first I didn't believe it, but I just kept staring, and saw the scissors in his hands, and a nice short boy haircut on her head, so I realized it must be true.  I started screaming at him, No. . .NO. . . why would you DO this?  Of course Luke, Andrew and max came running in and started screaming at him as well.  Luke said "now she looks like a baby again!"

Luke and Andrew began to think of all the punishments Isaac could receive- one of them being that he gets spanked every day for it until her hair grows back.  Another punishment was that he doesn't get to eat or drink all day.

Max was upset that he could have poked her eye out.

I was just upset that the beautiful hair that I could now braid and put in pig tails of my one and only girl was now gone.

Isaac did get spanked for playing with the scissors and getting into mischief (again), but there was really nothing we could do to change the situation, so we had to just get used to it.

Of course, it was Sunday morning, so Max made mention of it when he got up to preach.  He said, "you may notice that I no longer have 3 boys and a girl, but 4 boys. . . "  and then went on to briefly tell the story.

I had to just remind myself it could be worse.  In fact it made me think of little kids that are going through cancer treatment that have no choice but to have no hair.  How blessed we are to have 4 healthy children.  Each day is a gift from God, and hair will certainly grow back.

Later that night when I was tucking Isaac into bed, I asked if he was trying to make her look like a son (as I suspected since they were playing "dad and son") and he said yes.  He clearly felt bad for what he had done and wasn't trying to do something bad.  In fact, he asked me if I would remind him every day to not cut Miri's hair, because he really does want to follow the rules, but as I've said before, he gets lost in his own little world, and doesn't even realize he is doing something that could get him into trouble.