The haircut.

Jarin has been gone a lot during the last month. After two trips totaling about 2 weeks, I decided to take an afternoon off and run some errands. Not spa and bakery errands, but school shopping and other mundane errands, just the stuff that is really hard with 4 kids. I come home and learn that Jesse has cut his own hair, the cut was enough that it neccessitated this cut:


I can't say that I know what its like to have a really life-threateningly sick kid, but I can now say I have experienced the looks of pity and extreme sympathy people give you when you have a child that may have the big "C" word. Anyway, he may not have his hair, but he has his health.

A week later, it looks like this:

Every morning, he wakes up and I tell him it grew more last night. That makes us both feel better.


And here is a gratuitous Nate picture. I just think he's irresistible. I'm sure he just came from destroying Jesse's room, but he sure is cute.