
Let me tell you about this girl...(love the organized shoes!)
I was having a good day. Sophia and I did preschool stuff, she was loving it. We spent most of the time spelling with a Melissa & Doug wooden toy, but she wanted to keep doing school so we did our little activities and went on with our day....
I had some errands to run, so I decided to let Ayi play with the girls for a bit. I needed to: go to the bank, buy bread, buy bananas, buy valentines stuff for the girls, and pay our cell phone bills (this is when I was dreaming about a moto).
When I returned things had gone well, no interruptions of daddy's work, Ayi was playing well with them, and they were constantly speaking Chinese. Of course I had some reservations when Sophia told me she asked Ayi for two 'pops' (rice cakes) and got two (something she never would have done were I home). I did scold her for this and chatted with her about 'using' Ayi, manipulation, etc. to get what she wants when she knows it is not what happens when mommy and daddy are home. Anyway...
Because they were playing so well, I heard no whining or disrespect of Ayi, and the Chinese was much needed (she is out of school for 6 weeks), I decided I would make banana bread for a friend without Sophia's help and let them keep enjoying each other.
My overconfidence in her obedience came tumbling down when Ayi came out of their room and Sophia was running after her yelling in a panicky voice: 'no, ayi, don't tell'
And then I saw the hair drop to the floor, and I shrieked, which brought David from his office, who promptly (and effectively) told me to calm down. I did calm down, took a deep breath, and took Sophia to her room, who by now was sobbing. I enacted discipline, and talked to her about her disobedience toward us, toward Ayi, toward God, and (which really had me distraught) her utter disrespect for Ayi as she yelled at her to not tell us. And we prayed. Then I asked another question: 'did you cut Bella's hair?' A shrug of the shoulders and a look away. More discipline, more prayer. 'yes, I cut her hair.' Dishonesty will get you no where fast in our house. More prayer. I told her that she cannot control Bella's movements, if Bella moved at all while she was cutting her hair, she could have poked her in the eye.. and so on. Sophia had an answer for this, and I reminded her that mommy and daddy are wiser than she is, she thinks she is wise in her own eyes...which is obviously not true!
And all was well. Repentance and forgiveness is an amazing thing.
I know Sophia is 'just being a kid' but her ability to take advantage of situations is quite keen, she wasn't actually sitting back contemplating the scenario, she was genuinely wanting to cut hair and see what it was like, and see if she could get away with it.
I collected the hair and 'bagged and tagged' it for a scrap book, for I know this is a common story...and one worth retelling. Though I hope not to relive it.

we never comb her bangs straight down, which is the only way you can tell that she got a hair cut.


Sophia cut a long piece off of her own, but it was from a disheveled pony tail, and since her hair is curly you cannot tell on her either.
Lessons learned:
-pride comes before a fall (especially in parenting)
-three year olds know how to 'try' to deceive (very well), and cover up sin.
-what we have here is a poor understanding or application of 'submission to authority' this is our fault, not Sophia's, so we reteach and retrain, and pray constantly.
-grace grace grace!
-this was really a 'minor' event. No big deal. As I told Sophia: 'I don't really care about your hair, it will grow back, it is your heart, your heart towards us and Ayi in your disobedience that we need to talk about and pray about.'