Newbury prize committee, feel free to email me
/This past weekend, we took the Critter to get her hair cut. This is only the third time we've done this in all her 6-going-on-17 years, and the experience was clearly An Event.
To ease the drama of the whole thing, and make it a little more welcome experience that maybe won't come back to haunt us in therapy later in life, we found a cool place specializing in cutting your child's hair: Snip-its - a hair salon just for kids. This place does "hair cutting birthday parties" - Obviously they know a thing or two about making a hair cut fun.
When we got home, after much sniffling and barely-tolerated cutting, the Critter sat over to the side of the living room, drawing intently. After a while, we got a chance to see the document that she had put together, apparently as a record of the horror we inflicted upon her through this ordeal. I'm assuming this is intended to be submitted as courtroom evidence in her upcoming child emancipation suit.
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The Ugly Book About My Hair
By Ella. Illustrated by Ella
When we got to Snip-its, I was scared that they were going to cut all my hair off.
I wrote in my secret diary.
She sprayed water on my hair to make it easy to comb.
She combed my hair and cut my hair.
I got my hair cut at Snip-its hair cuts for kids.
It has a TV in front of the chair.
I look ugly.
On the one hand, ohmygawd what a tragic story - If this little book was dropped off at Child Services, I'm sure that someone would be looking to lock her parents away for abuse, and get that kid off to a farm, with a loving family, and plenty of room for her to run free and chase rabbits.
But on the other hand, we actually know the Critter, and her budding drama-queen tendencies. So my Bride and I laughed until it hurt, and applauded our daughter's promising future as a writer for Oscar acceptance speeches and possibly Bristol Palin.
For the record, we had all of about 2 inches cut from her hair, which now reaches neatly to the middle of her back, instead of having to be looped around her waist several times as a belt.