There Ought to be a Law

We are finally emerging from a week of sickness. Ugh. Well, mostly me. The kids seemed to bounce back pretty quickly. But I have been mired in the Land of Sinus Headaches and Body Aches for over a week now. Much better today, though! So, there's that! In the midst of that, I hosted a women's retreat at our church on Saturday. While I was up front welcoming everyone, I got one of those throat tickles. You know, where you can't stop coughing? My eyes were watering, too. And then my nose started running, and I was sniffing but forgetting to hold the microphone away from my face when I sniffed. So it was, like, surround sound sniffing. And coughing. Not one of my better moments. I'm sure that I inspired many.

Ava and Nate are on school holidays right now--the break between Term 2 and 3. We celebrated yesterday by heading into the city for breakfast at Darling Harbour.

We wandered around for a bit, and Ava and Nate did a bungee trampoline thingy (more tame than it sounds, Mom!) and then we went on the merry-go-round.

Nate tried to tell me that he was too old to go on a merry-go-round, but then he changed his mind.

And then today I did a bad thing.

It was impulsive.

I've done it once before, with similar results.

I cut Grace's hair.

Okay, okay, but listen! Listen!! As you can see from the photos above, her bangs (fringe) have gotten way too long. And she violently protests any attempt to put clips, bows, or elastics in her hair. So it gets in her eyes all the time. Lately, with it being cold season, she's developed a signature move:wiping her nose with her sleeve and pushing her hair out of her eyes in the same movement. Her eye has been red lately, so I started to worry that she's getting hair snot in it. Or snot hair, I'm not sure which.

So, today, I plopped her in front of the TV, gave her a cookie, and went for it. She wouldn't let me brush it all forward and kept moving her head, so I couldn't get it even. She kept saying, "No, Mom! No!" It looks pretty bad. I started laughing when I was done, but then I felt bad. Luckily, she doesn't realize that this is not a good look:

Sooo crooked. So very, very crooked. And too short. And crooked. I texted the photo to my neighbour Jules, and she just laughed at me. Via text, which is even worse. I emailed it to my parents and Becky, and Becky said, "You need to stop that right now."

I know what you're thinking. Okay, Mr. Perfect McSmartypants!! You don't even need to tell me, I know it is a total rubbish job! I didn't research technique or method, and I basically doomed my child to a month or so of looking like Lloyd from Dumb and Dumber. (Yes, again.)

I won't be doing that again. I am hanging up my scissors for good.

But enough about me. Are you well? Did my American buds have a good Fourth of July? How's everyone else?