When he was 2 and I was nursing his younger brother Joey, he went into our guest room and gave my porcelain horse a haircut (the horse being an anniversary present from my husband, custom made with real horse hair), I was so upset I didn't know if I should laugh or cry, I think I did both. A few years later he tried to give his brother a haircut, I stopped that before he was able to do any real damage. He had never attempted anything like it since, it's been a few years and he is generally a very good boy.
But yesterday, after I had to change their clothes twice due to getting wet and then muddy outside, I gave them each a long bath. I was in the middle of cooking dinner, tired and with a long to do list waiting for me to finish, when Nico walked in and asked me how his hair looked, it was wet and he had managed to combed it nicely, I was busy so I said "Great!"
Later on I went to their bathroom and found a trashcan full of hair clippings and scissors on the sink. I immediately asked Joey what he'd done (he's generally the one that starts trouble), but he had no clue where the hair had come from. That's when I realized Nico had done this:
As you can see he is very proud of it.
Now I have to add Barber to my to do list.