We just got back home from a local diner called Pete's, where we enjoed a banana split and fried onion rings. On our way back home, Emmaline spotted the moon.

Emmaline: The moon, Momma, the moon! I see the moon, the moon, momma.
Me: Yeah, I see it, too! That's a crescent moon!
Emmaline: Yeah, that's a present moon. A present moon, momma! I see the present moon.

I wonder how long it will be now, til she realizes that the present moon is, indeed, a crescent moon.

So, here's my abysmally horrid attempt at a haircut. It's awful!

David declared this morning that Emmaline should have her hair cut. So I grabbed my scissors and set to work. I probably should have stopped at the first cut and just taken her somewhere............but, I didn't. I was aiming for a length that would be just below her chin. I obviously did not notice that Emmaline's head was slightly tilted. To add to that factor, right in the middle of the cut I was making, Emmaline jerked her head. I couldn't stop in time, so a chunk of her hair was way shorter than the rest. Should have just stopped there.............but, I didn't. Of course, that meant I had to cut the rest of her hair that length.

There are a few ways I can think of to make this a somewhat attractive hairstyle, but I am afraid that if I keep messing with it, it will just keep getting worse. Should just take her somewhere. Would David be willing to pay for that? Probably not.....