Saturday, September 22, 2007
I finished the Monkey socks (no photo in case my pal happens along) and started the socks for mother.
I also got a new hair cut this week; in the few hours between dropping them off at school and going back to work at lunchtime (you know, pushing all those buttons) This prompted ANOTHER great conversation with my kids:
son #1: why did you get your head shaved?
(It used to be all one length, remember the stitch and pitch photo? It is now a stacked bob, short in the back, angled to the front with a few bangs)
son #2: you look like the old you, I like the new you better
me: are you saying I look OLD? or I look YOUNG?
son #2: you look young, but the old you had short hair, the new you had long hair, I like the new you with long hair better.
hubby: who are you and what happened to my wife?
Brother, it is just hair, as my MIL used to say, "It'll grow back"
I happen to like it; very sassy and all the kids at preschool still knew I was their teacher, not some imposter.