A haircut called 'Brave'!

I have to record this event that had Brendan and I laughing so hard this evening our cheeks were hurting. It involved an imaginery pair of scissors, an imagination and Ciara!

Just before Ciara went to bed she decided to brush my hair, and then to 'cut' it. As she moved around my head gathering the hair up and pretending to cut it, in much the same way that I cut hers, Brendan commented 'Wow, that's a great looking cut, what do you call that style?' After a short pause, Ciara says 'Um... ...Brave!'

Well, that started us all giggling, and then I jokingly said 'Brendan can you please grab some scissors for Ciara so that she can really give my hair a haircut.' Ciara's wide eyes and giggle at my 'Just kidding' was a treat. Brendan laughed and commented that she was doing a really good job, and then he went a step further and said 'Just imagine you are having a nap one day, and then you wake up to the sound of snip, snip, snip as Ciara cuts your hair.' I laughed (secure in the knowledge that I never nap when alone with the kids), and I laughingly cautioned Ciara 'Don't even think about it'.

There was a pause, then her whole body gathered in on itself and tensed as her eyes grew like saucers and she exclaimed with a squeal and a giggle 'OOOOOOOOOH! That would be SOOO BAD!!!', then 'I DID think about it.' We were both watching her and realised that she had totally transported herself on my words 'Don't even think about it' to an imaginery place where she was cutting my hair while I napped. The thrill of defying my caution combined with the vision of herself as Mum's secret hairdresser was the kind of 'whole body experience' that three year olds are just so good at!