As most children do, Conner cut his hair by himself. I discovered it as we were heading out the door to preschool. It struck me as rather funny, so I had to refrain from giggling in his present and instead explain that we only let Grandma cut our hair. We talked about how we would have to shave it all off when we got back home. Most likely I could have done something far less drastic with his hair, but I wanted the lesson to stick. He was not thrilled about having his hair shaved off and was rather upset when it was done. Momma never even had to get mad about the situation and I think he'll think twice about cutting his hair again.
The funny thing is that we have all sort of gotten used to him with no hair and like it. He has such a perfectly shaped head [you can see that he was held all the time as a baby, lol].
I have another lesson we learned just this weekend, but I'll save that for another day.