The Jesus book, little boys and scissors

Both the children went to church yesterday for an Easter service, which prompted Elli into scouring her book shelves, then eventually shouting - "Mum, where's my Jesus book?!" (aka the Bible!!)
Then last night my dear boy decided teddy needed a hair cut.
Obviously spurred on by his hairdressing success with ted, he then 'attacked'(the only word I can find) his own hair, using my sharpest , pointiest craft scissors.
So off to the hair dresser this evening for some first aid. We just managed to avoid a head shave but his military style buzz cut looks quite good!!