Lent - Day 3

I kind of have this thing about not dressing my baby in sweaters. I finally realized why this was. At first, I thought it might have been because I don't like to wear sweaters myself (I happen to find them too hot and bulky for my taste). But, no, that wasn't it. The reason I don't like my baby to wear sweaters is because I don't change my baby into pajamas at night and she just sleeps in the clothes that she's been wearing throughout the day. Sure, she could sleep in a sweater at night, but that just doesn't seem comfortable. So... I just don't dress her in sweaters. (This is all a part of me being an idle parent.)

I have my baby wear the same clothes morning, noon, and night until she does one of three things to them:

1. poops in them, 
2. spits up on them, or 
3. (which is the most common occurrence) excessively drools on them.

So, a typical outfit usually lasts around 3 days before it gets taken off and thrown in the wash.

But today, I got this lovely sweater from a friend and it is so gorgeous that I cannot have her wear it.

This photo is so gorgeous, it really belongs on the cover of Mothering Magazine. So, I took a couple of "cover format" pictures of Peace and submitted them. I just wish Mothering Magazine would accept my photos and put one of my freaking kids on the cover for once! Anyway, here is a mock-up of what Peace would look like if she were on the cover:

 

Anyway... so, today, I also cut my hair. I am thankful for the fact that I can cut my own hair and I don't have to pay to get a haircut. I am thankful that my hair is forgiving and pretty much lets me do whatever I want with it.

The thing is, my hair is so forgiving, nobody can ever tell when I get a haircut. It always looks more or less the same, even though, as you can see, there is a somewhat massive amount of hair that got cut off. Vernon can never tell. And, yes, those are lame blue utility scissors that I used to cut my hair.