Haircut Dramas!

Taking shelter outdoors at Te Papa and experiencing some caving.

Despite the terrible gales and rain we’re managing to stay sane here. Though Charlotte did take to her hair with a pair of scissors with terrible results. Thankfully she’s careful with scissors and didn’t take her ears off! I’m going to have to take her to the hairdressers as soon as possible, but there isn’t a whole lot of hair left to work with. She’s going to need some pretty hair-clips for Kindi on Monday, or risk being teased on her boyish looks! The reasoning for the haircut was actually quite sensible – she couldn’t see properly and basically her hair was a nuisance – she’s forever practical! I managed to straighten up the zig-zag fringe and cut the mullet off the back to the same length as the sides, but it’s very short and at the moment she looks very much the page-boy.

Aside from the haircut dramas we’ve had a good day. The morning was spent at ‘Tinytown‘, where the girls love hooning around on their bikes.

Sophie slept most of the ‘avo and Charlotte and I got crafty. She’d received some ‘CBeebies‘ magazines from ‘Chicken Grandma’ and they included some ‘Numberjacks‘ from 0 to 6 (though, as Charlotte says, ‘Zero isn’t really a number’). She made up a dance to ‘The Final Countdown’ music and we built a rocket and space box. She counted backwards from six and then launched her rocket in time to the music before landing it on the moon. We had hours of fun with this and she amazed me with all the little games she created with the numbers, including ‘hide-and-seek’ with smiley face rewards for finding the numbers. We also had fun with another game she created – whereby we had to place the numbers on squares and then try to blow them into other squares – I wish my brain could come up with ideas that fast!

So today we turned the house into a space station. Yesterday, we went under the sea, creating Japanese Lantern Fish (idea courtesy of Te Papa). Sophie and Charlotte collected shells in buckets from our cellophane ocean and rode their trikes through green streamers of seaweed hanging from the doorways. If we can’t go to the seaside, we’ll bring it indoors!