Flying coach in the hairplane

Gab got her first haircut today.

She’s really into airplanes, so I found one with lights and a bump-and-go mechanism and a spinning wheel. I remember thinking when I first powered it up, “Oooh, spinning wheel + long hair = recipe for hairsaster.”

But, Gab mostly ignored the plane and I forgot all about the spinning wheel.

Until today.

Constantly in search of a Gab diversion, I whipped up this plane plus another and turned them both ON full power. Thus, buying myself 5 minutes free of a toddler.

And, she was loving it until Gav yells from the living room, “MOOOMMMMM, IT’S GOT HER HAIR AND WON’T LET GO!!!” It? Oh sh!t, sh!t, sh!t.

Fortunately, Gav had the sense to turn off the airplane immediately. But, not before the spinning wheel had mangled itself in Gab’s hair.

(notice i was at the computer when all this went down…5 minutes…is that so much to ask?)

(please excuse the poor quality of Gab’s photo…the digital camera is starting to crap out; it generates these dang lines across the screen at irregular intervals…argh argh argh is all i have to say about that)

I feebly tried to reverse the direction of spinning to unleash her hair but to no avail. In the better interest of not freaking her out any further and saving myself further frustration, I gave Gab her first teensy haircut.

You might want to think twice before flying U.S. Airways as there is quite a wad of hair in their landing gear.

***I would like to thank toys made in China for making today’s post possible.***