Two for Tuesday

We interrupt this Tall Tale Tuesday for a brief message.
I'm scared.
It's only the second day of summer vacation! And each day something head shaking has happened.

Day 1: Yesterday: The kids were playing some twisted version of Marco Polo. They were using a towel as a blindfold. I'd watched to make sure they weren't being ridiculous, reminding them to make sure the blind one didn't crash in anything and they were doing a good job of that. Then...I turned my back for about 2 minutes and heard crying in the backyard. Somehow, their easy game turned into extreme-blind-obstacle-course-running and K3 crashed into the swingset - bruising and scratching his knee. I shake my head, because seriously? Are we not old enough and intelligent enough to realize this is not smart behavior?

Day 2: Today: This one's all on me. I hang my head in total shame. Because, really, I knew better, but thought I could do it. K4 has always hated to have her hair combed. I don't know how many times I've threatened her with a boy haircut because she refuses to either comb her hair herself or let me do it. Today was no different, but guess what happened? I decided I would give her a little trim. She asked me to - more like begged me - I mean, I was already there with the scissors thanks to this knot the size of Seattle. I combed it out, decided how much was logical (B said he didn't care if she got her hair cut, but she should at least be able to put it up in a pony tail) and cut...Only the scissors slipped and it was the crookedest hunk of hair you've ever seen...well...one thing let to another and the next thing I know we're headed down the road to the nearest chain beauty shop to have them fix the damage.
...and it is short. Boy short. Cute, but I don't know how long it's going to take me to get used to seeing my baby girl without her long hair.
Yes, it's only hair and it grows back, but I kick myself for not just going to the beauty shop first and getting a proper haircut. The stylist just shook her head at the mangled mess I'd made. I tipped her very, very well.

We now return you to Tall Tale Tuesday...
Behave!