Getting a new (to us) entertainment center meant out with the old, which spells like this to the boys: T-O-Y.   They spent lots of time in and on this thing before we finally gave it to a neighbor and begged them to sell it in their yard sale.  Phew, glad it's gone!

Oh Isaac, what can you say? I thought the scissors were out of reach and left his side for a few seconds.  Well he wasted no time taking a big chunk of hair out, sweet!  But I didn't have the heart to buzz it so we just cut it a little shorter and with in two more hair cuts there will be not trace! But look at those eys, how much trouble do you think he got in?  When I got back he immediately says (like he does when he knows there is no way out of trouble)  "I'm so sorry mommy!"

A regular occurrence, I just wanted to document it.  He fights bedtime almost every night.
 
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AAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhh! My worst nightmare! I hate it when that happens! Good thing hes a boy!
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