All of this and it's only 11:00 am?

Today is just one of those days.  I'm on my second cup of coffee and I'm still not awake enough to comprehend what just happened. 

Last night, I got in bed "early" and took some Night Time Robitussin because I've been feeling a little cold-ish the last few days.  I wanted to get a good night's sleep so that I could have the energy needed to be a good mom for my girls today. 

I fell asleep by 11:00 but at 11:30, Saylor woke up crying.  I was in such a deep sleep by that time, I was like a zombie going upstairs to check on her.  She wanted to "rock a minute".  So we rocked a minute and I put her back to bed and then put myself back to bed.  I fell asleep instantly.

At 12:30, Saylor woke up crying again.  This time she was crying b/c one of her "babies" was across the room and she wanted it.  I got her her baby, then she said she had to go potty.  I put her on the potty (she didn't go) and then put her pj's back on and put her in bed.  She kept crying so I told her to stop crying and go to sleep.  Thankfully, she did.  She slept the rest of the night.

I went back to sleep until 1:30, when Harper woke up crying.  I don't even know why she was crying.  I settled her down and went back to bed.

At 2:30 Harper cried again.  I drug myself back upstairs and she told me she wanted ice cubes in her water.  I told her she doesn't need ice cubes in her water, tucked her in, and went back to bed.

By now my heart was racing so fast from stress that I couldn't fall back asleep.  I'm pretty sure the Robitussin had just worn off by then.

I finally fell asleep.  At 3:30, Harper woke up crying again.  This time, I went up there and she had taken her pull-up off because it was wet.  I put another one on her and told her I was very very tired because she was crying all night long and asked her to please not cry again.  Thankfully, she obeyed me.  I slept until 7:00 when Harper came in to my room and watched Curious George while I tried to keep sleeping.  Unfortunately, this episode was about some crappy dog that just yipped and barked non-stop for half an hour. 

We were up by 7:30.  While I was making my coffee, Saylor found the Sharpie pens and did this to my desk. 

This is a hand-me-down desk from my parents, so it's not a huge deal but it is our only desk and it is now even uglier than it originally was. 

I took a shower while the girls were playing upstairs.  They were playing so nicely up there, I thought I should take the opportunity while I had it!  After I got out of the shower, I heard Harper coming down the stairs crying a really strange cry.

She was saying "there's hair in my mouth!"  If you know Harper, that's not a weird thing for her to say.  She wakes up crying at night when she gets a hair on her paci (my princess and her pea).  So I just figured she was sneaking her paci upstairs and got a hair in her mouth. 

When I kneeled down to see if I could find the hair in her mouth.  I froze.  My hands were on her shoulders and I realized my hands were now covered in hair.  I looked closely at Harper and noticed hair all over her face and body.  Harper had cut her hair. 

My first reaction was to spank her but I told her that instead and I think seeing the horror in my face and hearing that I thought she deserved a spanking was enough for her b/c she started crying really hard.  I grabbed her hand and took her upstairs and started cleaning all the hair off while she cried and cried.  I finally got her stripped down and all the hair off her body and made her go into time out while I looked for the rest of the mess.  Saylor showed me right where it was.

Apparently, Harper had set a hair salon up in her bedroom.  There were trails of hair going from her "salon" all the way down the stairs.  Sweet little locks of hair that we have been trying so hard to grow out for three and a half years.  I turned around, looked at Harper, and started sobbing.  So did she.  I said something like this in between my sobs of exhaustion and despair "Harper.  WHY?  Why would you do this???  Your hair is NOT coming back.  Your hair is NOT going to be cute.  You know better than this.  Daddy told you not to cut your hair.  Why did you disobey him?  Hair doesn't just GROW in a day, especially yours.  Look at your hair.  That is how it is going to look for a long long time.  Awful". 

Was that mean of me?  I then went to get some clean clothes on her and when I pulled the shirt over her head more chunks of hair kept falling out.  I started wiping all of the cut hair off her head.  She cut right down the top middle.  Long on the sides, short in the middle.  Some sections are bald, some are 2 inches long, some are 1/4 inch long.  There's no fix to it.

I called my sister crying.  She suggested that I make a little pin for Harper to wear in public that says "I Cut My Own Hair". 

 

The light spots you see are bald spots, not bright spots from the flash.

 

Happy Friday!  I wonder what the rest of my day will be like....