Don't quit your day job!!

Last week while I was cutting Tyler's hair with the clippers, Megan decided to do a little trim job on hers. She was sitting in the bar stool next to me. All of a sudden I heard "snip". I looked over and saw a big chunk of blond hair on the counter. I then looked down at a panicked little four-year-old with an obvious "oh crap - mom's going to kill me" look. I really don't think that she meant to cut that much.

She lived with a chunk of hair missing all of last week. On Thursday I decided to just cut it short myself. Moral of the story is - DON'T QUIT YOUR DAY JOB! I stink at cutting hair. It looked horrible... I just can't cut hair straight. I can put in IV's (most of the time I get them) and help deliver babies but I cannot cut hair and not have it be crooked.

This adventure was at 5:00 p.m. and I had to be to work at 6:00 p.m. I rushed Megan to Great Clips to see if they could fix her hair before I left. No go - they had a 30 minute wait. I ran to Taylor Maid a couple of stores down and luckily, the hairstylist was still there. She agreed to cut Megan's hair because it was a "hair emergency".

She ended up having to do a little pixie cut. What do you think?