I just got done cutting Maggie’s bangs…Maggie has the straightest, thickest hair you can imagine, and it grows like weeds! All of the hair in the front of her head grows straight forward into her face and it is super thick, so bangs are the only logical hair style for her at this point (we’ve tried growing them out and they are always in her face).

Amanda on the other hand has a natural part, so she has grown out her bangs. It’s kind of nice for the girls to have something different about their look.

Anyway, it was from trimming Maggie’s bangs this morning that I got my inspiration for today’s Wednesday funny.

I cut all of my kids’ hair myself (well, I have never cut the older, black girls’ hair, beyond trimming the ends a tiny bit, but they are trying to grow it). We joke that we line the boys up like sheep, and crew cuts are the universal style for now for all five of the boys.

Back when Amanda had only been home from Korea for a few short weeks (and was almost two years old) I was calling the boys into the kitchen one at a time and shaving their heads with the “buzzer”, as my kids call it.

Amanda was standing in the door way looking completely horrified. I kept telling her it was ok, and the boys were all smiling, but she wasn’t buying it. At that point she was not speaking any English at all (a combination of hearing/speaking Korean for two years and very clogged ears which made language difficult and her just having a very quiet and timid personality at that point).

She watched while I did Nathan’s hair and then Ryan’s hair. I was down to Shane (at this point our “only” kids were Nate, Ry, Shane, Maggie and Amanda) when Amanda just couldn’t take it anymore.

She came over and yanked on my shirt. She pointed at Shane and then at the buzzer…then she pointed at her own head and said in the biggest voice she’d ever used with us, “NO WAY” and violently shook her head back and forth, just to ensure we’d gotten the message.

It was like, “I will eat your food, and play with these kids, and sleep in that new bed and wear these new clothes and learn this new language and adjust to this new life, but DO NOT ask me to tolerate having my head shaved. That is where I put my foot down.”

And then she took off, I assumed to hide, but reappeared a few seconds later dragging a bewildered looking Maggie by the arm. This time Amanda pointed at Maggie’s head and said, “No way!” and continued with the head-shaking no.

I assured her we wouldn’t be shaving her or Maggie and the girls went off to play.

It is a story that we get a good laugh out of and tell over and over…every time someone gets a hair cut. And it definitely goes to show how well kids can find a way to communicate when they feel the need! :)