In an effort to not be the "MEAN" mom for once in my life, I let Mr. President #1 and Mr. President #2 stay home with me instead of going to camp today. Well, this morning when I was on a conference call, I noticed the boys were awfully quiet, but when I went up to check on them, everything seemed normal. I let the boys go back to watching their movie, and all was well.
The boys made a few trips up and down the stairs, but Mr. President #1 usually has little brother accompany him to the bathroom since he is still a little scaredy-cat. But beyond the stampeding up and down the steps, everything else seemed just dandy.
Early this afternoon when I was unloading the dishwasher, I noticed my scissors were a little out of whack. I keep a pair of somewhat, kid-friendly scissors in the kitchen drawer that Mr. President #1 often uses for his artwork. He can only use them with supervision, and although they seemed out of place, I didn't think too much about it. When I was walking up the steps to check on the boys later in the afternoon, I noticed a nice little curly lock sitting on the steps. I knew right then something was up.
I brought the piece of hair to Mr. President #1 and asked him, "Just tell me the truth. Did you cut your brother's hair?" You wouldn't believe his response! He looked at me so pitifully and said, "I just wanted to give him a haircut. I wanted him to look handsome." He was so cute, I almost couldn't be mad at him. He went on to tell me exactly how this haircut went down: when I was in the study on the phone, Mr. President #1 quietly grabbed the scissors when he went in the kitchen to get his juice. He hid the scissors under his shirt, and when he had Mr. President #2 accompany him to the bathroom, he cut his hair behind closed doors. Mr. President #1 threw the hair in the kitchen trash can so I wouldn't notice it was there. He had this whole thing planned out!!!!
So so here's the question: do I punish Mr. President #1, and do I cut Mr. President #2's hair, or do I just let him rock his jacked up haircut from big brother? Hubby and I had the conversation with him about not touching the scissors, etc., but I'm still stuck as to whether or not I should truly punish him beyond that. Let me know what you think!!!
The picture above shows a couple of Mr. President's #2's locks I found in a trail from the first floor bathroom to the second floor bedroom. Maybe one day when Mr. President #1 is like 35, I'll tell him that I cut Auntie F.'s hair when I was about his age and never told my parents, haha.