A little humor at my expense first…
Twenty comments on that post about Itty Bit cutting my hair – and eleven of you want to see pictures of the damage???
Seriously you guys? ELEVEN?
Y’all want to torture me and feel a wee bit better about your untrimmed by your kindergartener locks?
Let me just put it this way… when you have curls as crazy as mine… the only upside is that they can hide. A. Lot.
Like when your kid goes Edward Scissorhands on the single curl that was sticking straight out. Yeah, like that.
So imagine this… except that the “accidental black" is now lightened up considerably, especially on the GRAY. Thankyouverymuch.
(see that curl across my face? yep… gone)
But seriously… eleven of you oughta be ashamed ;)
(that includes my little sister who commented – girl, I’m gonna shoot your butt)
For the record… Itty Bit got a stern talking-to – not because I’m vain about that crazy mess on my head, but because I was terrified that he would be similarly “helpful” with a classmate.
And the thing that has been occupying the WORRY spot in my mind for the last month…
As you are reading this, we are likely on the road to Mr. Daddy’s biopsy appointment.
I don’t even like to see it in print.
This wife wants to see her husband happy and healthy and leaving snarky comments on her blog for a long, long time to come. I can’t think much past that because I fall apart.
A sweet reader left this comment earlier and I re-read it tonight and clung to it:
"Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze. For I am the LORD, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior...." Isaiah 43:1b-3a
If you would, please say a prayer for that stubborn redneck of mine. We could really use some good news right now.
But let’s take a minute to appreciate just how much little kids take in… Poor Itty Bit, I lost it tonight when he asked me about the tests:
“They put a needle in his neck?”
“And then they take his head out?????”
But what is GOOD? Is that your votes got us in the Top Ten for the Tiny Prints contest! Now we just need to win it!
I know y’all are probably sick to death of me bugging you about it, but the voting only lasts a week and you can vote everyday. If you only knew the story behind how we got this far, you would agree that it’s a miracle.
Right now, the lead card has something like 121 votes and we have 49. We’re tied for seventh place, but I know we can get the word out and close the gap!
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