Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

It Must Be Me

Clearly I am not paying enough attention to the girls lately. I took a moment to send an email, and poof! - there go Mia's bangs.














The good part is that I think we have enough time for them to grow back before school pictures mid October. (Ha ha! Yeah, right!)

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Charlie Bucket Hair and Worms


I saw this picture after I took it and all I could think of was Charlie Bucket, of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Do you see the resemblance?








Aside from that, Spring has finally arrived! Today's high was 73 degrees, the first really nice day we've had all year. Mia has taken to spring by obsessivly digging up worms in the yard. If not for my secretly dumping them back into our garden, we'd probably be without ANY in our yard at all. She has literally caught over a hundred in one sitting, and might have made a killing if we had a bait shop. :)

Click on the March and April photo albums for more cute pics of the girls.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Fountains


Webster's Dictionary:

FOUNTAIN
Pronunciation: \ˈfaun-tən\
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English, from Anglo-French funtaine, fontaine, from Late Latin fontana, from Latin, feminine of fontanus of a spring, from font-, fons
Date: 14th century
1: the source from which something proceeds or is supplied
2: a spring of water issuing from the earth
3: an artificially produced jet of water; also : the structure from which it rises
4: a reservoir containing a liquid that can be drawn off as needed

My mom always called top-of-the-head ponytails fountains. Well, we gave Laney her first fountain today, and Mia joined in the fun, too.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Mia's First Haircut! (Finally!)


Well, I finally broke down and cut Mia's hair. I'd been wanting to do it forever, but I had been bowing to peer pressure and comments about how beautiful it was. Whatever. It was straggly, difficult to manage, and was always in her face.

So, I cut her bangs. She loved it, although she did balk at the blow drying afterward. No fussing, no crying over lost hair. Thank goodness.

Perhaps her eagerness had something to do with the brownie making we did at the same time.