No, it's not the name of a swanky new salon in town. It's what happens when mommy sits near a certain 4 yr old with scissors. Yep. He cut my hair. My bangs more specifically. Short. Super short. I was trying to be a good mommy and let him practice his fine motor skills. Somehow my bangs got in the way and a nice tuft of hair fell on the table.
Kevin says it's not really noticeable. Thanks dear.
Oh the joys of motherhood!