This is the new nickname I call Pucca. Why you ask?
Well, here's the scoop-
She had her birthday tea party on Saturday. It was super cute and the girls were darling. One of the gifts she received was a Barbie doll with a hair braider gun. A gun that will twist and braid your hair and the barbie's hair.
Here's a pic of Pucca when she got it...
If you look closely at the package you can see the braider gun.
I told her it was a toy that could only be done with mom's help etc etc. Well- after the party she decided to go play with it with out telling us... and this is what happened...
YEP- it completely ripped out two chunks of her hair. (Have I ever mentioned how much I hate Barbies?)
She didn't even tell us- probably because she knew she wasn't supposed to be playing with it unsupervised.
I went to come her hair and get her ready for a friend's bday party later that day and started FREAKING out when I noticed the bald spot! Poor thing! She felt so guilty, sad and I'm sure hurt (it had to be painful)!
Needless to say- that toy went away...far away... to a landfill somewhere. And baldy mcgee will be sporting side pony tails to cover the bald spot. Who'd have ever thought a 5 year old would need a comb-over?