Cut That Out!

Contraband in the form of scissors have cut a swath of destruction around here.

I won't say who is responsible but perhaps it will be obvious.

Here's a sampling:

Pitchback net (Jack's Christmas gift)

Table runner

Chip bag (I'll give you this one is clever)

Socks (Not as clever: these are his socks)

More than one self haircut, as well as a sibling-do. Thanks to his light, thin crew cut and her dark, thick locks, the losses were virtually imperceptible.

Also concerning was the dollar bill he cut into tiny pieces roughly the size of dried oregano. I mean, yes, the dollar is losing value, but still. We need those.

A moratorium has been placed on all home improvement notions until an effective hiding place for the scissors is found. Meanwhile, I take heart that his fine motor skills are developing at such a rapid clip.