Fast forward to this weekend! I was altering my bridesmaid dress on Friday morning for the wedding on Saturday (yes I know, I am a big procrastinator), I walked away from the room so that I could turn on the TV for Mini. Every single time that I walked away from the dress, I always put the needles AND scissors up where Mini couldn't reach them, but for some reason, I only put the needles up this time. I heard a click, click and just assumed that Mini was playing with her Nana's watch. When I returned to the room, which was literally 2 minutes later, I found my dress with a 8-10 inch cut in the side of the dress! I repaired the dress as best as I could, but it was definitely noticeable. I was very hesitant to say anything to anyone, because I didn't want to upset or stress anybody out, but the bride drug it out of me. Thankfully she is an awesome and very understandable friend and got a big kick out of the story!
So the moral of both stories is that scissors become weapons of mass destruction when put into the hands of my child!