An old pic
I was looking for a picture for Josh when I ran across this one:
And I remember that I loved this hair do on Molly. I want to have it chopped like this again. Too bad she says she wants it to grow down to her ankles. What’s a mother to do? I would only do it if she wanted it short again…or else I would totally be that mom that tries to live through her children. My hair would not do this ever. Too many crazy curls to tame. OH well.
I just remembered this story from this morning. Ruby and I were casually talking about the difference between “to,” “too,” and “two.” A hard thing to get for a 5 year old! But she asked. Anyway, somewhere in all this talk we mentioned apostrophes. She said something to me and called an apostrophe “a copper sheet.” That word gives us trouble. Last time she tried to say it while spelling “Rita’s” she called it “a puffers eeee.”