Check out Emmy in the picture below (St. Patty's post). See that cut on her forehead?
Originally I was told that a scissor just fell on her head. I told her that scissors don't just fall from the sky. I already knew what happened . . . "Why, Emmy, were you trying to cut your hair?"
She has gotten these little baby-hair-wisps that she wanted to get ride of apparently . . .
She's has been embarrassed as people (adults and friends alike) have asked her what happened. I told her that's all a part of a little something called
I love it when they naturally happen.