Baby love

Last time I cut Tooli’s hair she was about five.

She didn’t speak to me for about a week.

She says ‘why did you cut it?’

I told her - your dad bought me a set of hairdressing scissors.

So we’ll blame him!

So you can imagine when she said ‘okay mum. You can cut my hair today’.

I approached the situation with all due care and seriousness which befitted the occasion.

How we laughed. I snipped and snipped, she squealed, I laughed, the neighbours sniggered. She screamed a couple of times and then I decided we were done!

It’s not bad... for a poor amateur!

In other news..... last week Tooli had an interview with Oxford University.....

We didn’t say anything because she was sooo stressed.

They sent her a maths paper which she had to complete prior to the interview.

It went into her junk email box and she didn’t find it until an hour before the interview.

So an hour of pressure and then an hour of being calm on line.

And then she went to bed for the rest of the afternoon.

This morning they got in touch.....

Tooli has been offered a place at Oxford ...

Can you imagine the excitement. We were all in tears this morning! Amazing achievement!

We don’t mind whether she goes or not - she got an offer from Plymouth too; both have got pros and cons...

Tooli being Tooli will stress for a couple of weeks and then make her decision or she’ll find another course; or another country .... but what ever she does, as long as she is happy, we are