Well, I think I have decided to give Marce a hair cut, but not until just before we leave on our trip. I'll miss the curls (wish they weren't as stubborn) but I have to remember that I can always attempt to grow it out again. We do have plenty of time. I think it would be easier if I had all my kids here, I mean think about it...if I had, say...4 kids, I could grow Marce's hair out and get all my other kids hair cut and still feel fulfilled. I don't know what my problem is. Ok, yes I do. The problem with me is that I LOVE to cut hair. The reason why I have a personal struggle with this is that I also like long hair. So I'm always conflicted in this way. Weird, yes, I know. Once Phoenix is of age to have a hair cut, probably 10-12 months or so. I'll cut his, maybe by that time I'll be able to really grow Marce's like I'd planned. I just have to cut hair, someone's hair at least once or twice a year! Sharrid doesn't count. He's fun, but not as fun.
This weekend we are having a slumber party at my sister Connie's, just me and the kids. Sharrid has to work swing of course and I really wanted to go to my cousins wedding reception in Gilbert. The only way I could go was to spend the night at her house. It'll probably be pretty fun actually and the kids will love to play together. I'm ok with missing things once in a while but once in a while I get sick of it just cause I can't drive, so I'm glad this worked out.
Next week is crazy. Sharrid has to tune up the car. I have to wash car seats, all the laundry, pack up everything, clean the whole house (come home to a clean house - learned that from my mom), Marce starts day camp (summer camp continues into the school year woohoo!), and a whole bunch of other stuff.
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