Sissy was watching Peanut while the DW and I were finishing up some chores on Sunday morning. I normally don’t try to fully understand these things, but from what I’ve been told, Peanut found a comb left out by one of her older siblings and was ‘combing’ Sissy’s hair while she was sitting on the floor watching TV. It had to seem like a good idea to Sissy – keeping Peanut entertained while watching TV and being entertained herself.

It didn’t take long for Sissy to realize the error in her ways. Peanut wasn’t really combing Sissy’s hair, but rather moving the comb back and forth, while occasionally twisting and twirling it. No rhyme or reason to what she was doing – after all, she is only 15 months old. But, that really didn’t matter, I doubt a professional hair stylist could have created a rat’s nest as intricate as what Peanut had managed to fashion in 5 minutes.

After spending the first 15 minutes unsuccessfully trying to untangle the mess, the DW asked me for something to start cutting the comb with. A scissors wasn’t heavy enough and my suggested use of the hedge clippers wasn’t well received. Though it was a slow process, a side cutter pliers actually worked quit well at cutting away the comb without cutting any hair. (You can thank Sissy for that tip if you ever find yourself in a similar situation.)

After another thirty minutes of rubbing in conditioner while unraveling, snipping, pulling, and twisting, the comb was completely removed. Too bad that was only a part of the problem.

Clearly, we were seeing more humor in this than Sissy was. It was then off to the shower for Sissy – conditioner, comb, repeat… repeat… repeat….

In the end (two hours later), the entire debacle ended up costing Sissy some hair… not nearly as much was what she initially had invested, be enough she’ll think twice about handing a comb over to her younger sister again.