Holding back a scream, I frantically spun Millie around trying to assess the damage. Fortunately, our child is blessed with enough hair that I couldn't find a hole... But, let me tell you, I was not impressed. Pat was amused, I think, but he had enough sensitivity to suppress his laugher - the look of shock and horror on my face was enough to keep him in check! A time out, a few tears, and some confiscated scissors later, Millie and I have had a meeting of the minds, I hope. She will no longer cut her own hair. Instead, she will leave this particular task to the professionals.