Saturday, Katelyn cut her nice pillow sham that matches her bedspread. She cut a big half-circle out of the border. I was really sad about it. I also found her doll hair in clumps on the carpet. A few days earlier she cut her own hair. Luckily it wasn't too bad -- a couple of inches off a little bit of hair, on each side of her head. She also cut a tie off of one of her dress-ups, and cut a scoop out of the bottom of another dress-up dress. There were also times I found teeny tiny paper scraps all over her floor that she had cut. I didn't mind those, paper was fine with me.
Do I need to hide all the scissors in the house? Why the sudden fascination with scissors??
Then I remembered . . . . . the week before, I went to her class to trade the take home books. They were working on a penguin art project. She came and gave me a big hug around my leg. As I looked down I noticed she was crying. (This is very unusual - she loves school). I crouched down to asked her what was wrong. Tearfully, she said, "I'm not very good at cutting."
Practice makes perfect!!
p.s. Katelyn has finally, officially, stopped sucking her thumb! Way to go Kates!
