WOW! . . can someone please take every last pair of scissors out of my house. I wish I could blame this one on the little lady, but quite frankly someone, an impulsive someone, a someone that forgot that they had no experience in the hair cutting department, a someone that was tired of crying and whining every single morning, somehow got a pair of scissors and just didn't. . . hasn't . . . really should stop cutting. I'd show you a picture of Sissy's new look but we might still be working on her new style. No one ever told this someone that cutting a little crazy head would be so stinkin' hard! It might not have been a bad idea for Sis to find a pair of scissors. . . I am sure this someone would have taken her directly to a salon. For now she has a cute bob that if you look close enough just might be slightly uneven. Do people really look that close at an almost three year old?