"Sorry, Daddy. Sorry I cut my own hair," I said.

He did a sigh.

"I know you're sorry, Junie B.," he said. "I just hope you learned a lesson from all of this."

"I did did, Daddy. I did learn a lesson. I mean it. I mean it. I mean it."

Daddy kissed my head.

'Cause that guy still loves me, that's why.

After he left my room, I looked at my hair some more.

It was the cutest hair I ever even saw.

Just then, my whole face lighted up.

"Hey! I'm I'm the one who got this haircut started. And so maybe I can be a beauty shop guy after all!" I said real thrilled. the one who got this haircut started. And so maybe I can be a beauty shop guy after all!" I said real thrilled.

I tapped on my chin.

"Yeah, only what happens when I grow up and I have to practice some more? What will I use to cut with?"

I looked at my desk very curious.

Then I tippytoed over there real quiet. And I opened my bottom desk drawer.

I searched my hands all around that thing.

Then all of a sudden, I smiled kind of sneaky.

'Cause guess what?

More extra scissors.

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Barbara Park says:"When I was a little girl, a trip to the beauty shop seemed almost magical. I loved the rows of sinks and the shiny mirrors. But what I especially especially loved was the giant "spinny" chair where I sat really still and watched the beauty shop lady trim my hair. How would I turn out this time? Would the kids at school still recognize me? And what about that wonderful-smelling hair spray? Would my hair get spritzed, like the hair of all the grown-up ladies sitting around me? loved was the giant "spinny" chair where I sat really still and watched the beauty shop lady trim my hair. How would I turn out this time? Would the kids at school still recognize me? And what about that wonderful-smelling hair spray? Would my hair get spritzed, like the hair of all the grown-up ladies sitting around me?Well, I'm all grown up now, but-I have to admit-sometimes a visit to the beauty shop can still seem pretty magical. It's the only place I can think of where you go in messy and come out neat! That is...as long as the person cutting your hair is NOT Junie B. Jones!"