I'm Not Bald; I'm Hair~Headed!

Really, we're lucky it hasn't happened by now...and that it wasn't far worse because, believe me, I realize how bad it could have been.

Mallory cut her hair yesterday.

We've always been really careful with scissors and the girls have always been super responsible with scissors; I wouldn't even let them watch Tangled for the longest time for fear either Anna Claire or Mallory would want to cut her hair. I'm not even exactly sure when it happened because we played all over the house yesterday, and for a little while I was in the back doing some embroidery while the girls were playing within ear shot but basically out of sight.

Earlier in the day Mallory found a pair of children's scissors in an Easter basket from Granny's house ~ left there from cutting the wrappers off tricky treats. I asked her to put the scissors back in  the basket so they could both go back to Granny's next week and thought that was the end of that.

I didn't notice her hair until the afternoon when I caught sight of her from across the room. Luckily, I don't think it will be that noticeable as it grows out.{btw I found the hair under the dining room table.}

She got very upset when I questioned her and sobbed and sobbed thinking she was in BIG trouble. She did get a stern talking to, and I don't think she'll be trying that little trick again.

Last night when I was telling Walter about it, I said that Mallory got really upset and had "balled" to which Mallory replied, "I'm not bald; I'm hair~headed!"

Let's keep it that way, please!

'Twas the Night Before Easter

I'm pretty sure Anna Claire and Mallory are sound asleep {it's 8pm}, but I'm giving them a few more minutes just to be sure. They were SO tired tonight after a fun filled day hunting more eggs, visiting with Peter Cotton Tail, and dyeing Easter eggs.

I can't believe it, but they are already questioning the authenticity of the Easter Bunny {they aren't even five years old!}, so I've got to be careful. Here's an example: Anna Claire asked me this morning if the Easter Bunny was really a human because when she hugged him at school Thursday she though the felt a human leg. I explained that bunnies had bones just like humans did and gave the example of Cody and Tanner having had bones under their fur and it was just like that with the Easter Bunny; she seemed satisfied with that...for now.

They are growing up too fast!

In Like a Lamb, Out Like a Lion

This afternoon Mallory told me God should not have let it get warm and then made it cold again. She said God was frustrating her.

{I kind of agree with her.}

This was Anna Claire on St. Patrick's Day. It was SO warm and sunny. Where did all that warm weather and sunshine go? Spring Break is next week!!

And this is the guy at Best Buy telling me they can't fix my camera {ha! I laughed out loud tonight when I saw this pic on my camera}. I was already grouchy because it was cold and rainy on Saturday {and Sunday}, but he added insult to injury!

Spring Break needs to hurry up and get here...but I am NOT ready for Easter!! I got motivated a couple weeks ago when the time changed and the weather was warm; we put up a few decorations, but I have nothing else to show for it. I've got to get hoppin'! {get it? Easter bunnies hop!!??}

Never mind. I should be watching DWTS...

Mommy, do you know what my favorite animal is?

...The beautiful birdies singing their cute songs in the winter time. ~ Mallory at lunch today

She has no idea Cody killed a wounded birdie that had gotten on our screened porch this morning...and we'll certainly keep it that way!

Just Overheard...

Anna Claire and Mallory are headed down the hallway to their room and Anna Claire is lagging behind, struggling with her hands full of lovies and other toys when I hear Mallory...

"Come on, Sister. Vamanos!"

Too much Dora?

Conversations in the Car Today

Mallory: Mommy, does God make the sun shine?
Me: Yes, he does.
Mallory: Can you ask God to stop making the sun shine because it's shining in my eyes?

{sitting in Pinewodd/DuBose traffic with one hand on the wheel...}
Anna Claire: Mommy, you should drive with three hands.
Me: But I don't have three hands.
Anna Claire: Oh, then you should drive with your two hands.