Running With Scissors, sort of

Some things are best left to the professionals. For example artfully preparing fois grois, representing ones self in legal matters and trimming the bangs of an almost 2 year old that has NO desire to sit still. Ergo, the literal running with scissors. Devon's bangs were getting long and I was feeling too cheap to go the fancy kid salon so I took matters (and scissors) into my own hands. She ran around the living room and laughed and I chased her and mumbled under my breath. Her perfectly straight hair is a wee bit crooked. Needless to say, she will be sporting little fountain ponytails for a while and I will never attempt this haircutting business again! She's smiling because she hasn't looked into a mirror yet to see what I did
Ketchup makes perfect lipstick

All pulled up....no one is the wiser

She still loves me :)