On the afternoon of Ella's birthday Daddy watched the kids to I could go out and run some errands and get my haircut. It's been driving me crazy for a little while now. I can't stand it when it gets any sort of length. Poor Michael he just wants me to have long hair again like I had when we got married, but I just can't stand it. It's so nice and bouncy and manageable when it's short.
Friday, February 18, 2011
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