I was thinking about a post that my cousin and his wife did on their baby's first haircut. The milestones, how hard they are.
I commented, "Oh how I remember those days. The first time I took Clarissa to a real hair stylist because she wanted all of her 11 inches of hair cut off I thought I would die. I was on the floor picking up the pieces as they fell. Finally the stylist asked me to please remove myself and my tears from the floor, I was a hazzard. I am certain that at times I am still a hazzard to my kids, but so be it. Maybe for halloween I will be a caution cone! Hard to let them grow up."
I do think that instead of a witch this year, I will be a caution cone! It fits perfectly, not that being a witch isn't natural for me, but why not take a break for one day of the year. Hmmmm...on to decide just how to make this costume work.
Lunch, Please
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This Saturday, all of us joined Christian on a drive to Winston-Salem
to check out a few trailers.
Of course, I agreed to this Saturday's drive if lunch wa...
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