THE FIRST CUT IS THE DEEPEST

I was teaching at a church preschool. One of the little girls had grabbed the scissors off my desk and cut a large chunk out of the front of her hair. I got a phone called from a distraught Mom who said the child said that I had cut it against her will! The next day, Mom dropped her off and I knelt to the child's eye level and sweetly said "Kelly, I'm a little confused and sad. Why did you tell Mommy that I cut your hair." She met my gaze (Mom still standing there) and just as sweetly said "Well, Mrs. K, I told her that you cut my hair because you DID!"