Emmy's New 'Do

Emmy has wanted to cut her hair since I did last summer. I've been trying to put it off for as long as possible. But after Steven had to get her ready for church one Sunday morning, I was out-voted.

Miss Tabitha offered to come over and do the honors.

Is that shock on her face?

Tabitha cut 10 inches. We thought that would be enough.

For a week Emmy had this adorable haircut that came just below her shoulders. I found that every time I offered to do her hair, she'd politely decline and say something about wanting to just leave it down now that it was short.

But for some reason the haircut just wasn't working for any of us. It was still too long to leave down (it did make really cute pigtails which she declined - not as politely). She finally said, "Mom, it's just not short enough. I want it short like yours."

So this time we went into Tabitha's salon.

Without further ado, here is a 'do.

Now I've wanted to cut my hair since she did (and since her hair is actually way, way cuter than mine), I'm going in tomorrow to Tabitha for a much needed fix-me-up.

It is killing me that she looks so old.

Collector of....Things

The girls and I were walking out the door on our way to drop Emmy off at preschool. She seemed to be struggling under the weight of her backpack. When I took it from her, I realized she most definitely had some extra weight in there. I did a little digging and this is what I found.


Moral of the story is: don't think that having a girl will free you of finding sticks, rocks, and yes, sometimes frogs, in her possession.