OMG! I knew they were being too quiet and good, I just knew it! I was feeding the baby in one room, and they were playing nicely in the other…
Her friend just cut her hair. All over, huge chunks of baldness. Her adorable baby curls - gone! I’m so livid right now, I need to sit here and breathe before I hurt a preschooler.
I feel like an idiot because I can’t stop weeping. I mean, I know it’s just hair, but…
Awww. Hugs. How old are your daughter and your friend now?
Just think, though. If you take pics now, you won’t regret as potential blackmail material when she hits her teens…
Oh, dear. :: hugs ::
It’ll grow back. And think of the laughs her photos wil incur in the future. 
She’s 3, he’s 4.
I just had a (teary) talk with him about pretending and for real. The thing is, his mother’s a hairdresser, so I know he didn’t mean to be naughty. She was sitting in her high chair and being The Client and he was The Hair Cutter and it would have been absolutely adorable had he not smuggled a pair of scissors from home in his pocket.
:smack:
His mom is bringing over her scissors when she comes to pick he and his brother up so she can even out my poor little shorn lamb.
I’m mostly just worried about what her father’s going to say when he gets home. It’s not going to be pretty - he’s always disliked this boy to begin with.
How does it go with the food coloring incident?
I’m sorry…I know that this one hurts. Take her to a hair salon and see what they can do with it. And crikey, lady, frisk the kid the next time he comes over!
Wow–poor kid’s got a rep at four?
Yeah, he’s…checks charity-meter…a handful.
(I believe I’ve mentioned him before - this is the possible sociopath whose own grandmother (who raised 6 children as a single mother) won’t babysit for him any more.)
Am I the only one who doesn’t think it’s a particularly big deal for a three-year-old to have a bad hair month?
I mean, no offense or anything, but it’s not like she has a big job interview coming up.
Right?
In the grand scheme of childhood disasters, where 10 is really really bad, and 1 is mostly OK (and you will laugh about it in 3 months time), this has to be a 1. But I agree that you must take pictures.
Hopefully his mother’s fix will help a lot. And the fact that you’re sure he was not trying to be naughty should (hopefully) help you deal with your husband.
Good luck, and while it may not be funny to you now, it will be funny later. And now photos are blackmail for you and the other mom. She can always remind her son about his being a hairdresser at the ripe old age of four, and she has pictures to prove it!
Take many picutures to use when she becomes an unmanageable teen.
Get a picture of her dad’s face when he first sees it.
Not to be too insensitve, but this is a teachable moment for your daughter. It doesn’t matter what her hair looks like, she’s still the same girl to you. I think freaking out over things like this at this age only perpetuates the “a girl’s looks are the most important thing” idea that you’ll be facing soon enough.
The boy needs to be set straight, but I’d guess he didn’t understand what he was doing. My son took a scissors to our curtains at about the same age. Hair grows back, those curtains didn’t! Definitely get some pictures, and tell your daughter to smile - those mementos are priceless later on.
I’ve got a 2 year old girl with blonde curls* and I’d be pretty upset if she lost them, but the above is really good advice, right there. I’d go into the next room to cry for a minute, compose myself and deal with it.
I hope she doesn’t have any formal pictures coming up. 
*I gave her pigtails yesterday and someone at the doctor’s office said she looks like Cindy Lou Who, which I never realized until that moment.
My sister mangled my hair when we were preschoolers. In preschool, actually. We’re only a year apart and at 4 and 5 respectively, we were in the same kindergarten class.
She tried to hide the evidence, but it was discovered when Little Mark found a great gob of hair stuffed in one of the paint jars. The preschool staff then quickly took stock of all children, realized one was missing (me) and found me hiding behind the door of the coatroom where my sister had stuffed me and told me not to come out.
I’d gone to school with a thick head of hair in your standard 1970s page-boy bowl-cut. They found me with only clumps left. My dad just gave me a very short buzzcut at home after they picked us up. They didn’t really care, it’s not like I needed to impress anyone.
At the moment, it feels about a 6, but in time, it’ll go to about a 3. I do have baggage around her hair. She was a bald little preemie who grew into a beautifully bald little baby and then a mostly bald toddler (it’s obviously her uncle’s influence) and then in October of last year, she pulled out half of her curls in the back and then, finally, near her third birthday, she started looking like a lovely little girl.
Today, we’re back to something a little less refined. She’s so tiny, she’s always treated like a baby, and now she’s gonna have baby hair again for another year to make it worse. Wah.
(Hey. My camera started working again!)
I agree. For some reason, the voice that’s going through my head right now is my mother’s, telling me how much my father always loved my long hair and that he always thought little girls looked best with long, flowing hair. I’m aware these are my issues, not hers. That’s why I’m venting here, looking to them (the kids) for all the world like I’m checking my email. They’re fine, they’re back to playing as if nothing happened.
Maybe I’m not seeing all the damage, but it looks like it’s very fixable. It may be a bit short, but it will grow.
You’re wise enough to know you’ll smile about this soon enough, but right now? {hug} Baby curls are hard to lose, even when it’s intentional. I still have one of the youngest’s in an envelope. Will hairdresser mom be done before Daddy gets home so at least he won’t see the worst of the damage?
A phrase I learned from my SIL, which works around here for a lot of little stuff: It’s hair, it grows back.
That uncle and niece photo is terribly adorable.
Again, she may have short hair, but see what the hairdresser does when she comes to get her little boy. It may be great. It may not, but no doubt it’ll be better than it is right now.
P.S. My sister’s little experiment with the scissors inspired a rash of copy cat clippings, so all the scissors were removed from the art supplies, and parents were sent a note about reinforcing the new “no amateur barbershop” rule.