it'll grow back...a funny story about love from the crazies

So I donated my hair to a local charity called Wigs 4 Kids. I thought my hair would be past my shoulders.... So the lady cut it and it wasn't so bad, but as she started styling it kept getting shorter and shorter and shorter until it was REALLY short. I was excited leaving the salon- after all everyone was congratulating my selfless decision. :) Arriving home to dry and style was a different situation- I realized how short it is and that I don't really like it so short. I do keep reminding myself it's only hair and it'll grow back. :)



So my husband in his heartfelt attempt to make me feel better said he would cut his hair! So I fall asleep on the couch (sort of because I am watching Bentley and you never fully fall asleep) and I keep thinking, what is taking him so long!!?!? So he's in the shower and when he gets out all his hair is gone! Apparently his razor broke and so he had to bic it. Before the bic he had these horrible patches of hair on his head. I should've taken a picture so you would see that the lack of hair is better than what it was!







My face says how I really feel!



After David was all cleaned up he went to get Bentley who started WAILING and would not stop! I had to rescue him from his daddy!!!!! Wouldn't you be scared too? Poor kid l "lost" both his parents in one day.


Words of encouragement are accepted as we already feel ridiculous enough!!!

I guess we are rebelling against the long haired hippie movement. :)