Kenny picked up Kara from school, called me to say that he had a headache and for me to pick up Chick-Fil-A for dinner. When I arrived home I was greeted in the garage with:
"Honey... ummm... remember when Kara asked for a haircut? Well, ummm. She did it...." He had me believing that she had cut all of her hair off. Kara came out of the house crying. Her hair was a mess, but it was standing out from being in a ponytail. She only cut one handful of hair off, thank goodness. And for the yellow stuff on her mouth, well she got hungry and chewed on a highlighter. She must have been going through an adventurous spell, because those are not the only things that she did in the hour before Mom got home.


3 comments:
Nice work! I need a cut too. Since we are family-and-all, maybe Kara will cut me a deal. I tip good! Hey Kenny, did you get high score on COD4 while all of this was going on? I love it. Love you all....B
Look at that sad face. Poor thing!
I'm so glad you are blogging now and I get to see pics. Kara looks like Kenny with your curls, HAHA! Too adorable.
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