We are now two weeks past tonsil surgery. So The Princess can now eat crunchy foods. This is a day she has been looking forward to since a few days BEFORE the surgery. The Boss Lady promised her that we would have a crunchy food party to celebrate getting to this point.
Do you realize that all of the really good foods are crunchy? M&Ms? Crunchy. Goldfish crackers? Crunchy. Apples, toast and frosted shredded wheat cereal? All crunchy.
And all on the menu for lunch today. Bring on the crunch!
This morning The Talker and I went over to my barbershop to get a real haircut. He saw the haircut I got yesterday and decided that he wanted a "man haircut, not a boy's cut." Turned out to be the best haircut he has ever.
Before. Part sheepdog, part boy.
After. That is a good looking almost 7 year old.But don't even bother asking what he was doing with his hands.
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Wow! Looks like a different kid!
Peace! To Oklahoma!
What a transformation!
As for the hands, I consulted the Gang Signs Dictionary, and he actually just ordered a drive-by.
Wow... Isn't it amazing when they age a couple of years with something as simple as a haircut!
My vote for the hand signs...
"Peace... But keep it on the down-low"
holy cripes! He certainly went in a boy and came out looking like a man!!
what's next??
Army? :)
Totally different looking kid. Gotta love the barber. We are heading there soon ourselves.
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