Oh God, what have I done?

I've done this about ten times before and normally it's fine, but this time I think I've really screwed up? I cried, I actually cried. One half was perfect. If I could have stopped halfway, then I would have done, but of course you can't just leave a job half done can you? You've got to finish it, especially when it's hair. Especially when it's your precious child's hair and you don't want him looking like a muppet.

Which is exactly what he now looks like.

Oh God, what have I done?

My gorgeous boy's beautiful locks have gone. Hence today's Silent Sunday. I've tried taking him to the hairdresser's and the first time she did it brilliantly, the second time was horrendous; he looked like he had a pudding-bowl cut. So I had to tidy it up anyway.

He sat on daddy's lap watching our dvd of Poppy Cat and was really focused, especially when I gave him the spray bottle to take apart. The right hand-side was literally perfect, the back was brilliant although I always struggle with the nape of the neck. Then the boys switched sides so I could do the other side and that is when it all went tits-up. They were sat at an angle so The Boy was leaning, I cut from above rather than below and basically it was too short. At this point, I cried. I may have stopped my foot. I certainly had to get a grip and even up the other side. When I'd finished it was even, and the actual cut itself is ok.

But it's too short and I don't like it.

Problem is you can't stick it back on can you? Does it really look awful?

Thank the God of Hairdressing Scissors that it is four weeks today until his birthday and our photoshoot to celebrate it. By then it might be halfway decent, halfway back towards looking like this: