A Hair Cut

I was on the phone last night, and Macady was lamenting she wanted "bangs" like her cousin has. I have told her over and over that we tried them, they didn't work, took years to grow out, etc. So before she went to bed, she decided to cut them herself. Right in the center of her forehead. A half-inch to her scalp. Daddy went into to wake her this morning, and after telling me he thought something had happened to her hair, he went into the bathroom (stifling a huge laugh) to find the secret hiding place of the missing fringe. - behind the toilet. How I missed this last night, I'll never know.
The rest of the story: Now, when I was about 5, I got bubblegum stuck in my hair. My mum was on the phone too. (When mum's are on the phone, the answer is always no, just a hereditary thing.) So I took it upon myself to climb to the top of the fridge to get scissors, and sort myself out. Needless to say, I cut the front part of my fringe, to the scalp, and came out of the bathroom with the exact same look on my face, as my little girl did today. I called it my "Little bit" and it took ages to grow out.
So I couldn't get mad, you see. I just had to not laugh out loud, try to muster a stern look and give a lame speech about choosing the right, listening to your mum when she says no, living with the consequences, etc. Anyway, here's a picture of a silly little girl who just wanted a fringe like her cousin.

Boating & a Chukars game

More condensing....A few weeks ago, Scott took Macady boating on Uncle Doug's boat. Needless to say, our water-baby didn't want to get out of the lake!

We made it to a Chukars game before school started, and before we even sat down, Macady got whacked in the back of her leg with a fly ball, and before I could tell her to grab it, some guy pushed past her and grabbed it instead. Boo to him. Oh well, it was a fun night regardless!

Easy Bake Ovens, Living Green & Rainbow-pox?

I am trying to condense my blogging, can you tell? All I can say is Easy Bake ovens are so much fun. When you are nine.

Recycling is not so fun, but well worth the effort. Yes, that's my horse trailer, before I had finished filling it. Live Green!

And the Snake River Roaring Youth Jam was cold, and rainy, but I got to paint Macady's face then watch her walk around Winco telling people she had Rainbow-pox. Good times!