Oh, Jo, Jo {sigh}

This week has been very quite at our house.  The older two have been doing camps with Craig.  Although I absolutely love spending time with them, it's been fun these past few days doing simple things with the younger two.  We spent a few hours at the book store a few days ago.  They each got to pick their "one favorite".  When we got home we cuddled up were reading the books.  Josie was playing with my hair, which I love, while we were reading Kimball's "Harold and the Purple Crayon".  She left to get another comb and a bow.  She started to comb and the next thing i heard was, yep you guessed it, a slow, ssssnnnniiiip.  I froze, what was that. . . it couldn't be. . . it has to be!  Yes she cut my hair.  I'm so needing to put her in beauty school now so she can give good hair cuts.  For those that know her this is no surprise.  She has always been a haircutting gal.  But she hasn't done it for probably over a year.  So many new bridges and discoveries have happened since then.  Will I ever learn?

{another self portrait}