a self-trained cosmetologist...

Logan started his career as a self-trained cosmetologist the evening of the 4th of November...

he was excited about using his bran new zebra shears...

he thinks he did a pretty good job...on himself. how many cosmetologist can cut their own hair?
i mean look at these beauties. we purchased them at a very posh, licence only, supply store called Walmart...

dad saw his new hair due first. then shouted to mom to take a look. then the reality of how awful of a job he really did do set in. he was told that his new cutting shears were going to be taken away.

this cosmetologist- fired!
i am glad he found out early on in his life that it's not the career for him.
mom's note: about 30 minutes earlier i was vacuuming your room and noticed on your desk that you had cut up a few things (besides paper) with your new scissors... like your eye patch from Halloween and the string that attaches the pen to your Vtech Press N Learn. Right then i thought to myself "i should take them away. only let him use them while being supervised" but i gathered up all the pencils and crayons scattered about your desk, put them in your pouch...and thought "he won't play with these till tomorrow" into the pouch went the scissors. i neatly stacked all of your workbooks, tablets & things on your desk then into the drawer went your pouch...like it should. i continued to vacuum the little pieces of paper scattered all over your floor. backed out of your room and continued throughout the rest of the house. in the kitchen (not even 10 minutes later) dad approached me and said, "look what your son did." my reaction, "GASP"....my mind saying DANG IT! could that have been that still small voice that i ignored? oh man oh man! i totally know better than to trust a 3 year old with scissors. ahhhhh!
so much for my little mo hawk boy right now. it was looking so good too. and just for your information i haven't done anything yet with his hair. i am pleading ignorance. i can't stand the thought of buzzing it-that short.