Oops! I so didn't mean to do that!

Tomorrow is the first offical day back to school. My third is starting preschool, my second middle school and my first high school. The baby gets some time alone! Well, the high school first day has been delayed. There was flooding due to a rainstorm so she scored a few extra days. Either way, we treated today as the offical last day of summer! I went to the grocery store, did the laundry, cleaned the house and took a nap. The girls went to mall and blew all their summer earnings. Afterwards we started the summer makeovers! I gave both a new haircut (it's not torture, they actually prefer I cut it). We curled, twisted and sprayed practicing for what tomorrow morning would look like. After hair we moved to hair removal! I used to tease my husband when were dating that if we were to ever have kids we would have to dip them once a week in kerosene and light them on fire to keep the hair at bay! Ha! My family is just fuzzy, peach fuzzy. My dad has like 2 hairs on his chest but the women come with a layer of fur. To my dismay in time they also often grow a beard! His family comes with torso hair! Our kids are super lucky! He grows it everywhere he doesn't want it but no longer grows it on the top of his head. I have been waxing Abbi's (14) eyebrows for at least a year. Tonight, I did her first. When she was finished we talked Izze into a turn (11). She really wanted to but was scared. We convinced her it was worth it and away I went. The anticipation was like getting a shot or giving blood. She freaked! She wiggled, giggled, squirmed and screamed. I peeled her hands away from her face and applied the wax. She begged I tell her "when". So, I jerked the strip and yelled, "WHEN". She almost didn't let me do the other eye. When she was finished her eyebrows looked better but her face was hysterically red and blotchy. She said over and over, "That hurt! It hurt! So bad! I can't believe it!'. My reply to her, "Oh gee. You have a lot more to come sista!". The things we do to beautify! My son came out of the womb with a unibrow. I have wanted to rip it off for 3 years. After Izze calmed her rant I asked him if he wanted a turn. He said, "yup!" and hopped up. I laid the strip down and ripped right down the middle. He gave me an evil eye but calmly replied, "Ouch". I did a second strip and away he went. He said as he was getting down, "that hurt!". I told him it does but he looked magnificant. He turned and gave me double thumbs up. Everyone looked so good I figured I deserved a freshening too. I invited Izze to witness me rip my "moustache" off. We went in the bathroom and did just that. She was horrified but I pretended it didn't phase me. I followed the lip with the tops of each eyebrow and in between. By that point I was bored with the hours of beautification and was moving quickly. Two more rips and I could move on. I pulled the first strip and then just stood in awe of what I had just accomplished. My eyebrow...gone! Well, half of it! Bald and shiny skin left where there was once a perfectly fine and wild brow! Oops! I so didn't mean to do that! I invited both girls to evaluate my work. They were horified and in shock of my display. "What are you going to do? ",they asked. I replied, "This!" and ripped off the other! I figured I might as well match! I have done far worse things to myself than sacrifice 50% of a brow. In my 36 years I have mutilated nearly every part of me in some way or another. I am also aware there are multitudes of women that do this on purpose! So, for now I will DRAW in the missing halves. Hmmm....maybe I can finally have the perfectly arch like the eyebrows in magazines. Except they just might be as convincing using my black Sharpie!