Three Months Later........

Life is going just way too fast.  I can't believe it's been almost three months since my last post.  Do I say that every time?  Instead of renewing my commitment, I'm just going to get on with it.

Here are some things, however, that I haven't posted about, but that have happened over the last three months:  a second birthday, Christmas, a trip to the fair, and, of course, more chicken adventures.  Today, though, I'm sharing about a recent adventure that was a big hit:  Kay Kay's first haircut.  I'm a firm believer that God only sends us what we can handle.  For me, that has recently meant a child with little hair.  How do people learn to be parents if they have a child with teeth and hair to be brushed?

Kay Kay had some hair when she was born, but it fell out, and she has been pretty much bald since then.  The hair that has come in is fine and blonde.  There were a few pieces that hung down in her eyes and a few straggly pieces that tickled the nape of her neck.

So, she came with me to my last hair appointment.  We talked casually to her the week before the appointment about what would happen, and she had a great time pretending.  When we finally got to the "booty shop", she was only too excited as she watched Francois "paint" my hair.  Then it was her turn.

She sat perfectly while "Miss Monica" trimmed all eighteen crazy hairs (and put them in an envelope, of course!)

Fast friends, these two were!  Kay Kay was just a little sad that Miss Monica had to move on to the next client.  She wanted her to hold her a while longer.  We've had lots of fun since then.  Kay Kay will say, "My name is Miss Monica.  I go get my tools (comb, brush, and mirror)."  I only get scared when she says, "I get my scissors.  I cut your hair."

Who knew eighteen hairs could make such a big difference?