Yesterday, after a morning of running Sophie and Tommy around for various appointments, I returned home ready to make lunch. Unfortunately Leah and Xela were itching to get out of the house and baby was in one of her "I need my Momma NOW" moods.
My plan of attack was to:
1. Allow Leah and Xela to walk to a Bistro and buy themselves some sandwiches.
2. Make Sophie, Tommy, Georgie, and I lunch.
3. Calm Georgie down after lunch and everything had been settled.
Now looking back I probably should've flipped that order. Oh well!
Leah and Xela were busy getting all spiffed up for their lunch date while Sophie and Tommy were busy playing. Georgie was clutching on to my leg by the stove. I noticed she had something in her mouth. However, I was really determined to cut up tomatoes while the pasta boiled, so I called Sophie to come and get whatever was in baby's mouth out. Sophie had her hair in a high ponytail and as she whipped down to get what ever was in Georgie's mouth, Sophie's hair must have caught the flames. As she stood back up her hair was literally on FIRE! I screamed and she ran to the sink to try to get the hair to stop smoking. We were like two frantic maniacs!
Sophie immediately started to sob, loud, wailing, uncontrollable sobs. Leah and Xela rushed up to see what was the matter. It didn't help that when Leah patted Sophie's hair to assure her no real damage was done, a large clump of melted hair fell right off. Oh Sophie's panic at that point was monumental!
After hugging her and reassuring her that now she could get that haircut Mckenzie (her best friend in MD) had suggested, she seemed a little more at ease. We promptly googled haircuts. And finally she settled on a short bob a la Jessica Alba.
I wish I could say we all pulled together and tried to comfort Sophie. But the truth of the matter is that when Xela and Leah realized Sophie was going to get a haircut ASAP they started to whine and BEG for a haircut as well. There was a lot of angry temper tantrums (I blame the temporary, close living quarters).
In the end Leah and Xela ate pasta and salad with us. Afterwards a chld who shall not be named went downstairs depressed for the rest of the afternoon.
Sophie on the other hand was happy as a Lark anticipating her "new do".
In the end even the sisters were happy for Sophie's hair resolution and now they are saving up their own money to go and get stylish haircuts. *side note* after explaining to she who will not be named, that Sophie was only getting a haircut because her hair got burnt off, she asked if I'd do the same for her if she were to "accidentally" burn her's. Which of course I said I would. To which (half seriously) she started the burner and gave me this look like--well I AM getting my hair cut! Crazy girl!**
We went to a salon close by (Tommy had just gotten a haircut there). I'm sure all nice hair places do this, but we do not go to fancy places, so we were all feeling pampered when they asked us if we wanted a drink. I got a hot chocolate and Sophie (feeling too nervous) got bottled water. In the end it was a very nice experience.
So the upside of the burning of the hair fiasco is that Sophie's hair looks beautiful! She loves it and we are all (after a good night's sleep) very happy FOR her!
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| BEFORE-Her hair was so long! |
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| DURING-It was so strange to have that first snip! |
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| Almost done |
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| AFTER-She was so pleased with the results! It's a lot healthier looking and it just goes to show there is always an upside to a down situation! |
