Twin B, aka "Butterbean," is already long overdue for her sixth haircut. Her older (by a minute), but less hairy sister has only had one trim during these first 19 months, and won't need another for quite a while.
All the haircuts so far have been performed deftly by Dr. Mom, whose keen eye and a steady hand have been able to prevent any medical or aesthetic disasters. I mean, she's done brain surgery before, so this is really no big deal.
But still, whenever we set the kids down in the kitchen and start snipping, I can't help but think of all the humiliation I and countless other children have suffered at the hands of parents who think they are stylists.