The day was going so well. Claire was down for a nap. I was preparing dinner early (a chicken salad that needed to be refrigerated). Sadie was watching a movie. I didn't realize that she was eating candy & had gotten her scissors to cut open the candy wrappers. I finish my dinner & come out of the kitchen to her smiling face. But it's that real sneaky kinda smile. She knew she'd done something bad. "I cut my hair!!!", she said.
Great! I cried. I took her to a mirror & then she cried. "I do not want to be a boy" was what she kept saying. Then we went to get it fixed. As you can tell, life goes on as normal for her...except she's not allowed to use scissors.