Scissors? What Scissors?

Well, we all know that children love scissors. They love to cut things! What is it about totally destroying something that makes kids happy? I never have (or should say "never had") a problem with any of my kids and scissors until a couple of weeks ago. You get three guesses as to which one of my kids it involved...and the first 2 guesses don't count! Well, Jacob came home from school with a nice hole in the front of one of his new uniform shirts. I asked him, "Jacob, what happened to your shirt?" The usual shoulder shrug, eyes averted from me and mumbled, "I don't know." I say, "You don't know? You went to school without a hole in your shirt, came home with one, and you have NO IDEA what happened?" No answer. Suspicious look on his face. I say, "You know it looks like your shirt got cut with scissors. Jacob, did you cut your shirt with scissors today?" Immediately he says, "It was an accident!" Me..."Oh, so you DO remember what happened to your shirt. Imagine that. Jacob, do you know what scissors are for? They are for cutting PAPER. If you can't use the scissors properly in class, I will tell your teacher you can't use them at all and you will just fail all of those assignments that require cutting. OR, better yet you could just get really good at tearing everything out." He said he promised not to do that anymore and life went on. So, last Saturday I asked Ben to cut the boys' hair because it was getting too long. He asked Jacob if he wanted it really short on top or left long enough to comb. Jacob loves to comb his hair, so he said he wanted it left long. About an hour later we were getting ready to go to the baseball game and Ben says, "Have you seen Jacob?" I tell him no. He says, "Jacob, come here!" And here comes Jacob with a huge gap in the front of his hair. I was trying not to laugh because it looked so ridiculous, and I asked him what happened. "I wanted my hair shorter," he says. This of course makes me mad because I go into the whole thing about how Daddy asked him if he wanted it shorter or long and he chose long. Then we tell him that we will have to fix it. In order to fix it and make it look even, Ben had to shave all of his hair off. Jacob came back in looking like a kid going through Chemo, but he hadn't seen his head yet. When he looked in the mirror he started BAWLING!!! He did NOT want to go to baseball or school. He was so worried people would make fun of him. HE'S 6 YEARS OLD!!! I couldn't believe how worried he was about other people....I tried to explain to him that they would have made MORE fun of him if he had gone to school looking the way he did after he trimmed it himself. He was so upset he hid under the comforter on my bed and cried for about 15 minutes!