big scary scissors

by Amy Turn Sharp


We had a major morning. Finn did not cry when I left him at preschool. He normally screams and flips around on the ground like a dry fish. Today he let me leave with some sense of peace. The reason this happened is that Finn found the scissor box at preschool. Scissors are cool. I was alarmed that these are the scissors he would use:




Instead of these:


Oh My God.