In which I try to one up my husband

Adam has become increasingly more domestic than I. Don't get me wrong he's a man that could, would, and has (dreaded college dorm) live in his own filth, however he's the type that's good at every.thing. And it's annoying.

He decided to cut Wyatt's hair the other day. I was sizing it up and it was annoying really good. He did leave the bangs a bit long so I was going to trim them. He promptly told me he would because he didn't want me to mess it up...I may have cussed at him ;) while he took matters into his own hands once again.

He was working yesterday and Emmersyns hair has been driving me crazy. After day 3 of her refusing a brush threw I'd had enough. I took the scissors and trimmed, just the ends. It was dreadfully uneven and all I could hear was Adams voice in my head knocking me for messing it up so I kept trimming...more and more :/. It ended up inches shorter much to daddy's (who loves long hair) dismay. But its way adorable! He even complimented it! Ah validation! Alls well until her next bath when it's laying flat and he notices the chop job I ACTUALLY did! Sorry kid, you were a part of my war to show daddy I'm just as good as him!