Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Hair...

No...not mine. That would be a non-post. lol Angelica decided early this morning that she wanted hair like Mommy's. Scary! She got a pair of scissors and faster than a blink of the eye, she chopped a huge section of her hair off. She looked like a punk rocker with one side long and the other short. Here is the evidence she was so proud of:



And here is her "after" look. They had to bob it all the way around.





It really is darling. But not as cute as she has been the rest of the day. After the emergency hair cut I made us sandwiches but she would not let either of us take a bit until we sang "Happy Birthday" to the sandwich. She cracks me up daily!

Time to nap. xoxo


6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh the love and laughter they give us....what a lovely memory the two of you will always have about this: during a challenging time such joy can exist. Give those kiddos and yourself a HUGE HUG from Ralei and I and a good scratch for the pups too!!

Fists up, you are one day closer...day by day!! JoAnna

Anonymous said...

Too cute. I love the new haircut. So glad to hear that you are hanging in there. Still bringing smiles to all of our faces every time we read the blog.
Love to you all
Barbara

Anonymous said...

That is hilarious. There are not many adults around today that didn't do the same thing as a child. I think it is a right of passage. Very cute pictures.

Martha said...

This is great. And I love the Happy Birthday to the sandwich, celebrating lunch. What a wonderful attitude.
Love,
Martha

Anonymous said...

Awww... Fantastic! How priceless is that? There is a story that you can tell on her for years and years to come... She is so cute.

DFNY said...

My son looked at the pictures of Angelica and thought they were of my daughter, Nidia. The foster family in Guatemala had to give Nidia a haircut when she did something similar. So beautiful! Love the story about her singing Happy Birthday to the sandwich. You have 2 wonderful children there. I still think of Oscar sitting in the car, waiting to go feed the world.

Praying for you and your family.

Blessings and hugs being sent your way,
Damaris