Short, short, short. It hasn’t been this short since I was a bald 2 year old. Trisha cut enough off to donate to locks of love, which I was excited about. Josh hardly recognized me, and the kids were surprised when they got up this morning. My favorite was Doodle’s first reaction.
“Mommy! You look pretty!”
I tell you what, I could make a lot of money cloning that kid.
This morning it looks a bit more like a mushroom. Hm. I’ll have to play with it some more. Maybe blow-drying isn’t such a great idea if I don’t have time to get the straightener out. Really, I don’t have a clue, but it’s fun nonetheless!






