I am wondering what the fascination with scissors that runs through this family means.
Matt, the perfect child he was, never cut anything that wasn't supposed to be cut, he did love love to cut, but being a rule follower he cut paper. And he would ask me for the paper, so it was always mother approved paper he was cutting.
But Evan, OHMYGOD!! For a while there (you know, 3 years or so) I had to hide the scissors. He would cut his hair, his clothes, the dogs fur, the piping on the couch, shoelaces, anything. The winter he was 3 he cut the tip off his mitten thunb. I was so mad I made him wear a tipless mitten all winter. Each day when I pulled those mittens on, I commented how sad his mitten seemed all cut up and I hoped his little thumb didn't freeze. Did that work? NO, I still had to hide the scissors, and then when he was in first grade, where there were scissors available to him he came home from school with chunks of hair missing, suspicious marks on his pants and even a big old hole right in the middle of his brand new shirt. I sewed it up and made him wear the shirt with a sew bump all winter. Revived the commenting approach too. Did that work? NO, the boy just likes to cut things. I have to watch him like a hawk. Now Evan is 8 and I sometimes find little piles of scraps of cut up paper that he has created. A human paper shredder he is. He just has to cut.
So, today I was busy working on a little project in the kitchen and it was too quiet in the den. That always with out exception means trouble here, since I have the nosiest kids ever. I turn around and there sits Josh, sweet angelic Josh, sitting cross legged on the couch all hunched over with a freaking scissors in his hand cutting up the pants leg of his brand new- still room to grow in the waist-Lands End-not cheap- pants! Aaaaaagggghhhhh!!! Not again, oh mercy, not another one! When does it end internet??? When??
Three boys? Destruction? Doesn't end. Sorry to disappoint. I own a little destroyer too. I find action figures dismembered - "Oh, his leg just fell off." Holes in shirt, "accidentally cut it." valuable paper torn up/drawn on? "Not my fault!" Is it any wonder that I am 75% gray??
Posted by: Debbie | October 22, 2005 at 07:07 PM