A New Do

As long as I had long hair, I always said, "We'll have fun with it for a few years till babies come" and sure enough, the long hair was not cooperating with my new job. You know its gotta be cut when you're carrying your baby up the stairs and hear him start gagging. You look at his face to see what could be the matter and see that he's gotten a big fistful of hair, put it in his mouth, and tried to suck on it - yuck! :)

So, Saturday morning at 8:00, I had a date with destiny ... AKA Donatella of Donatella's Salon and Day Spa. At 9:30, I left, closely resembling My Big Fat Greek Wedding...

Since then, I've fought with the new do every day, trying to convince it that it is on my head and not Donatella, the sweet little Italian woman. Yesterday, it finally got the message...

On another note, are you wondering what all that light is doing in our living room? Well, THE SUN CAME OUT TODAY!!!!! Seriously, I almost cried with joy :)

(And yes, I took that picture holding the camera up to mirror - Benjamin couldn't figure out what in the world I was doing :)