So, as many of you know by now Cooper has recently learned his future is not in cosmetology. On Saturday Bryan brought the kids home from soccer and they were ex-haus-ted!! So Momma thought, hey let's pile up on the bed, watch a movie, and take a nap. You guessed it, Momma fell asleep and the kiddos did not. Brylee woke me up saying, "Momma, look! Bubby cut my hair." Instantly, my heart sank to my toes. I saw the back and thought, okay, it's not that bad...we will do a short little bob. Then Brylee turned around and my heart jumped out of my chest. Cooper had cut her hair on top, too. There was not a hair on her poor little head that he had not touched. He managed to give her a mighty fine mullet. Her hair was completely chopped all to pieces. In panic mode I called my mom and begged her to come. Bless her heart, I know I scared her to death but I was in pure PANIC mode. My babies beautiful blonde locks were gone. Luckily, mom was close by and rushed over. Dad was smart and offered to take Cooper home with him so his Momma couldn't kill him. Mom and I took Brylee to get what was left of her hair "fixed." The sweet lady at the salon could only offer to shape it up and give her a short, spikey pixie cut. There are still super, super short sections but like I have been told a thousand times since that day...it's only hair and it will grow out. My poor brother tried to make it better and said, "one of these days you will laugh about it." My response, "maybe one of these years but definitely not any day soon." She loves her "rock star hair" and has the spunk to pull it off, but I miss her pony tails and braids. At least it's nice and cool for summer!! 
