Rosie came to visit the week that Bowden and Lucy had off from school. It was much nicer to have a constant companion while all of the kids were home, and I loved it. We did some of our favorite things...like eating at Cafe Aroma. We sat up on the table at the table on the top porch, which was perfect with all of the kids. It was a nice, warm week, too, so the chickens ate up the time outside in the warm sun like it was feed.

Selah was quite taken with this leaf.
Jack, despite having all of his teeth, is a drooler. I am aware that this may disgust some readers, but we still love him.
Selah shows her leaf to the world.

Rosie and Lisa manned the table.

Lisa and Isai got along famously. All babies love Lisa.

I wish Rosie was still here.

This is Lucy being kind of a pisser at the coffee shop on Thursday. She wanted a bagel, but I told her to wait.
Once she got some chow, she was happy again. My life is shaken by such whims, whether I like it or not.
Really, I was just trying to get a picture of her topknot.

Bowden and Lucy posed together, just because Lucy thinks that she looks a lot like her older brother now that her hair is short.

Her green eyes stand out a lot more now. Cute little girl that she is, she can pull this haircut off, I think. And Bowden, he's just a dumpling.

I had Lucy hide behind the couch before Bowden came home, just to catch a good picture of his face.

That's right.

The story goes like this.
I went upstairs to take a shower. Rosie and her kids had just left, and Josh was holding the baby. It had been an awesome week with Rose, but an exceptionally crappy day in which we drove all the way down to Palm Springs only to find that the kids insurance had assigned Miles to a different doctor, without my knowledge.
I got in the shower, leaving Jack and Lucy to play in the downstairs guest room with the blanket from Rosie's stripped bed over the card table like a fort. I thought that it was a brilliant idea. Everybody would be occupied. I even turned on music loud enough to drown out crying, yelling, shouting, and screaming, so that I could really enjoy my shower- remember, Josh was downstairs!
I got out, got dressed, and turned to one of my favorite songs, and just sat there for 3 to 6 minutes.
I came downstairs, went into the guest room....looked at the scattered curls across the table and bed, and yelled, "Lucy!!! What have you done?!?!"
I followed the trail of hair, and found little Lucy with all of her hair cut off, some almost all the way to her scalp, holding a pair of sharp grown-up scissors and looking a little shame-faced. She also kind of looked pleased with herself every time Jack said, "She cut her hair!!!"
I won't tell you about the ensuing talking to she got, or how much she cried when I told that we'd have to cut off the remaining three thin tendrils that still remained attached to her head- actually, when she met me in the kitchen with the scissors, I reached to the back of her head and a huge clump fell out that she had just cut. I did ask her why she would cut her hair to look like a boy, and she just shrugged and said, "I don't know." She was ashamed, but I think the whole thing excited her too, because she recovered very quickly, and took a bath very happily.

My mother thinks that I was too harsh with her...but I was SO SAD. I haven't ever cut the back of Lucy's hair before- those little curls were too sweet, and I think that they were just her baby hair curling, like Bowden's had been, and that once I cut it, they wouldn't come back. I have often thought that they saved Lucy from looking too messy, as long as I brushed her hair, they'd just do their thing.

I did tell her some good things about her hair- not that it looked pretty, because I don't think her hair is very nice. I told her that it would be easier to wash now (not that we wouldn't be able to swish it around like mermaid hair) and easier to comb, too.

Lucy looked at herself after I took these pictures and said, happily, "I look like Bowden!!!"

I only wish that I had taken a picture of her hair before I evened it out and trimmed the super-long pieces away...it looked horrifying, but came out cuter than I thought it would. At the time, I was in business mode- I had to take care of it and be done with it.

She won't wear it down when she goes out. My friend Sandy suggested that I put it up in little pigtails, which is hilariously cute, and she wants that or a Pebbles Flintstone pony up on top. It's hard work getting enough of it in an elastic band, though.

Her hair is really short!

Here's the preliminary post. Holy cow.

All those curls...I think that they're gone forever. (Lucy looked at this and said, "I look like Bowden!)

My mom is visiting, and I think that I may have yet another visitor tomorrow...you'll see.... It was a lovely day, and we took a lovely walk around our lovely town, teeming with tourists...which I think is lovely.


Nanny got us all drinks from the coffee shop!

The pictures did not really work out.
Lucy had to show me a ballerina move. It is vital that you see it as well.

It's basketball time! Bowden started playing Town Hall Basketball a couple weeks ago, and so far, he really likes it.
He's not great at dribbling.

He's great at running.
Jack wants to be a baller, too.

Miles was born with a mohawk, and as he's grown, the mohawk has as well. The rest of his hair fell out and grew back in, but the mohawk would not give in. Usually, a day or so after his bath, or after he wears a hat, it becomes a little man comb-over. I keep saying that I'm going to cut it, but I haven't been prepared with camera and tape. Tonight was the night.
The before pictures.

And after...

Handsome guy, right? I just noticed that little, too-long strand in the front. Ah, well.

(Remember when Jack got his hair cut for the first time?)