Our little daredevil:
holding the baby bunnies
hugging the Easter bunny
And this happened last night. I was cutting out "button" stickers to put on the red cake plates, so they look like Mickey Mouse's belly. Stef wanted to help. So I set her up with her own safety scissors and gave her the scraps to cut up. Next thing I know, I'm hearing the sound of HAIR being cut. She burst into tears when I scolded her about it.
Not really a big deal. Her hair is layered anyway, and it's only hair, it'll grow back. But it's in her genes and I wanted to nip that habit in the bud, so to speak. There is a picture somewhere of Steve with some VERY uneven, uphill bangs. He cut his hair the night before picture day. I don't think I ever did that, there are no lingering stories about it anyway.
4 comments:
OMG! If those fat belly pictures of me aren't motivation to eat better and start walking at lunch again, I don't know what is!!!!
Looks like you had a good time.
What great pictures!! Stef is a doll!!
Every single one of my neices cut their own hair I'm on the lookout big time !
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