It took me 5 children to realize that I might need to say it out loud: “You are not allowed to cut yours or anyone else’s hair”.
You must hear it from the start…
I have had hair woes my whole life. Too thin, too fine, too–not what I wanted it to be. I deal with it.
I married a man with thick, jet black hair, but several of our first girls inherited my hair. Life is still good.
This child was born with a shock of full, fuzzy, black hair. It was comical…me, the fair-skinned blond lady holding this dark-skinned baby with…this HAIR.
I loved it from the start. And it grew and was so thick and so long and so wavy and so…everything I had always wanted in hair. And despite the torture of combing out tangles from this thick-maned three-year old, I loved it long (notice that was past tense).

Not braided, it had grown to her waist.
And then…
That tangle I couldn’t get out. It came out of nowhere and so I had to do it–I cut it up almost to her chin. I almost cried, but that would have been silly.
So we got used to her cute new haircut.
And then…
Enter Brooks–the 5-year-old that didn’t get the memo.
“She told me to”. That was the best he could come up with. (Didn’t Adam say that?)
So here’s the really good part…this happened on the same day I posted about teaching our children forgiveness. God does love a good, “let’s see what ya got?” doesn’t He?
Maybe I loved Mallie’s hair too much…
I left it hacked up for 2 days before I could get the nerve to cut it. And since we don’t have a sharp pair of scissors in the house, I grabbed the little red pair, the same pair Brooks used.
“I wanted hair like Avi.” I get sad every time I look at it.
A good reminder for all of us that:
Forgiveness is mandatory…no matter the mess we have to deal with.
Hair grows back.
There are consequences to our actions.
I need to remember to tell my other 5-year-olds about the hair thing.
We probably do things that leaves God shaking his head and saying, “What was she thinking?!” and He loves us anyway.
So what did I say besides “I’m so glad my son doesn’t show promise for Cosmetology”?
“Well, there’s only one thing left to do….blog about it.”




















“I’m weady to go”…and a quick inspection draws me to each foot,








