The Story of a Haircut

Once upon a time,

there was a mommy with long hair.

Not "lasso the dog" long, but still long.

This momma knew there were little girls who were fighting cancer.

Little girls who have lost their hair.

And she couldn't imagine her babies being forced to fight that battle.

So she did the one thing she knew she could do to help.

She cut 10 inches off her hair.

And mailed it to the amazing people at Locks of Love.

So that, somewhere, a little girl fighting cancer can concentrate on fighting the cancer rather than being self-conscious.

And, since this mommy had NEVER EVER EVER dyed her hair, her very brave and wonderful friend volunteered for the task.  Yes, this is the same friend that the mommy wrote about here.  She really is that good of a friend.

The two friends even made a special trip to Wal-Mart to pick out the color.

The mommy never knew just how many options of hair color there are.

It was slightly overwhelming.

They ended up choosing one that was not quite Marilyn Monroe, but still lighter than the original.

And, wouldn't you know it?  Some of the mommy's natural red highlights just came popping out!

The mommy was very happy with the new strawberry color.  All of her friends agreed that the new cut and color was just as spunky as her personality.

But, most important to the mommy was the knowledge that somewhere there will be a little girl with hope and a full head of blond hair.

Girlfriends

There is something so sweet

so refreshing

about girlfriends.

They are there through thick and thin.

And always good for a giggle.

Go give your girlfriends a hug for me today, will you?

These awesome photos were taken by my newest girlfriend & little sis-in-love Celine.

Girly Girls

Sometimes, it's really fun to have girls. Aside from the drama, and the crying, and the chic fights (yes, we've had a few already), they are really, really fun.

My girls LOVE to have their toe nails painted. So, the other night, we had a party.

But, first, we had to put the dirty little monkeys in the bathtub and scrape off the grime. Who knew little girls could get so dirty? It shouldn't surprise me, I know. They are my children, after all. But they are very gifted at getting dirty.

So, once everyone was clean & sparkly...

...we painted toenails. Katrina requested my polish, which is dark pink. She also couldn't keep her foot still for the photo because SOMEONE (Daddy) was making her giggle. Thus, the fuzzy shot. But, you can see that, finally, her toe nails are beginning to look somewhat normal. Don't ask what they looked like before. That's a story for another day...





Because I'm mom, I got to choose Violet's color. I chose light pink. This was her first time getting her nails painted, and I must say, she did really well. She sat so still. I think she was so thrilled to finally get to do a "big girl" thing that she was slightly overwhelmed. But aren't her little tootsies cute?





Madison, of course, had to be different. She chose turquoise. She was so proud of herself. We had to wear sandals for the next week so that she could show everyone, including the City Market clerks, random strangers on the street, and her grandparents, her fabulous little toes.



I love having girls!