Can this day get even worse?

So this morning started like always Maddi up way to early. Mike found her on the computer, which is OK. So after dosing on and off for an hour or so I heard Jackson get up. That is my cue to get up before the fighting begins. It is all these two do anymore. So I get breakfast for them and let them watch TV in the living room. Since they were watching TV in the living room I headed to my bedroom to watch some more TV. A few minutes later I heard Jackson screaming and running down the hall. I jump off my bed and run to find him. I find him in his room crying. I ask what happened and all I get is "don't let her cut my hair". I hit panic mode. What did she really cut his hair? I run in the living room to find hair on the chair (I know it rimes but is not funny no laughing). It was long hair and not short. She did it, yes she cut her own hair. Jackson the smart kid he is ran away when he saw the scissors. She needed a trimis what she told me. She reallt did not need a trim since we were there last week. OK, so it was a little bit on the side of her head. But everyone knows how I am with cutting Maddi's hair. It is so hard for me. I don't take her to get her bangs cut till she can't see. No, one noticed but me. Not even Aunt Brookie.