My mom told me today on the phone that she was sure she read last Friday’s post.
But there was no post last Friday.
I was so flexible that I didn’t write anything.
This is how the second half of last week went…
On Thursday we were at a cardiologist making sure she could run in her favorite Cross Country race of the season. She got the okay from the doctor.
On Friday Scary Baby spent the day at home from school and in the evening I took her to our hairdresser because I could no longer tolerate the tangled, scraggly “I’m growing my hair down to my butt” look .
When she allowed me to fix her hair, I was okay with the length.
But those days were all too rare. Photo circa July 2008. We didn’t take any pictures of the long, tangled look. Add at least 4 more inches of growth and that would bring us to last Friday.
So we headed to get a haircut and I was more than a little surprised when she looked through the hairstyle books and picked a cute shoulder length bob.
When our hairdresser said if she went that short, she probably had enough for Locks for Love, that really sealed the deal.
Scary Baby remembered a girl in her class getting a haircut in the 2nd grade for Locks of Love.
What a special gift it is for a young girl to donate her hair to help make a precious wig for another girl who needs it even more…
Such a sweet gift of love…
Oh, and Wizzy did run in the race.
With her knees buckling at the finish line, they helped her into the paramedic’s tent where they administered oxygen and hooked her up to their EKG monitor.
We’re patiently waiting for additional test results but she is feeling much better.
Never a dull moment…
I hope this weekend is a little calmer.