Yesterday Marianne told me if I didn't trim Max's hair she was going to come over and do it herself. So to save her the trip... last night Max was eating his dinner and I came up behind him and cut a big chunk off the bottom. He froze as I started doing it, then turned around and said, "What that mama?" I tried to hide it, but finally told him I cut his hair. Instead of freaking out like I expected, he said "Do again Mama, do again." So I kept going and he would giggle and pull his shoulder up to his ear every time he heard a snip.
When I finished, very pleased with the both of us, I sat down next to him and he sad, "Now Max cut Mama's hair." We had a stern talk about how he is never to cut anyone's hair, but if you are the mother of one of his friends I wouldn't leave your child alone with him anytime soon.