The Haircut

From March April 2008

When I was six my Mom cut my hair off in one big (I thought) braid. I still have it, in my baby book. The kids have looked at it whenever I would let them get it out. Jan has been planning to do it when she turned six. She worked up her courage and had me cut her hair off in one big braid. My braid next to hers suddenly becomes an anemic little strand of white-green hair (my birthday is in the summer so mine was cut off after months of swimming in chlorine water). Not sure if Jan gets her beautiful hair from her Dad, her Aunt Robyn or my Grandma Copper, but it isn't from me!
Her hair was more difficult to cut off in a braid than I had anticipated. I hadn't realized quite how thick it was. The scissors moved and moved again. I think the picture shows the uneven cut across the top of the braid. Jan was looking in the mirror and could just see the front view. I had front and back views and the back looked terrible. Jan smiled and tucked hair behind her ears and laughed with excitement about how beautiful she looked with short hair while I smiled and nodded and tried not to panic about how to fix the shingly looking hair in the back.
It worked out alright with a few layers. It is easier for her to take care of herself which makes life easier for me. It makes her look so grown up.

From March April 2008

My Mom came and visited us for her birthday and we enjoyed her. I think that Anne thinks that she lives at the airport though.
Jan and Alec have been chipmunk trapping again which has been exciting. We haven't caught any chipmunks, just other things. The chipmunk population took a big hit last year when we caught and relocated 18 of the pesky things. There are three lists taped to the coat closet door. They are titled "Chipmunks" (that list has no marks) "Squirrels" (that list has a black mark...they caught a black squirrel) and "Poop" (There is one mark on that list too). I told them that they can't set the traps overnight anymore. It has been warm enough to sleep with our bedroom window open and David and I were up one night listening to a racoon wrestle the traps. He wouldn't leave it until he had eaten all of the peanut butter, but he was too big to fit inside. It was loud.
David has been commuting to Cleveland this month which has good things and bad things that go with it. He has to get up before 5:00 and often isn't home until 7:00 or 7:30 and then has work to do to get ready for the next day. He is learning good things and doesn't have so many overnight shifts this month though.
We are looking forward to June. David has a week of vacation and we are hoping for some good weather!