We had a lovely weekend with the kids, but at the same time I feel like we achieved nothing. Maybe because I didn’t spend my day in the shops on Saturday?
I took D to a birthday party in the morning and in the afternoon we went to friends in Stellenbosch to watch the rugby. Read: men watch rugby and women run after children. Still fun though, even if our children were climbing over their Dad for most of the game 🙂
I decided this afternoon that I couldn’t bear looking at Daniel’s hair any longer, he really, really needed a haircut. For those of you familiar with me, you know that cutting hair is not considered one of my talents. But at 5pm on a Sunday with a hectic week ahead I felt I had no choice. So, I said he could watch any movie he wanted and I stuck him on a kitchen chair. Only to have the girls each drag their own chair close so they could also watch TV from the slightly weird angle. Either side of their brother. So, after some chair shuffling, I managed to get him ready to start cutting.
He kept on pulling his neck in like a tortoise when I would try to get to his neck hair with the clippers. And the hair on top was SO long, I ended up cutting the sides really short, front bit not so short and by the time I got to the top and back it was chaos. I thought I had done a good (ish) job, but after washing his hair the top back bits were still so long it didn’t even look like a bad mohawk. So there I was, running after him with a pair of scissors, trying to get it sorted. Shit. I’ll see what it looks like in the morning and then I might stay in denial or (make hubby) take him to have it fixed..
Here is he, clutching his little Alladin man, fast asleep. Ok, I seriously effed up his hair or maybe it’s just the angle? Did I mention I also tried to fix the girls’ fringes again tonight? No? Well. They are probably also due for a trip to the hairdresser soon..
Will take another pic in the morning. Maybe. Depending on how bad it is..