Lunch with Kim…and a nose wax

I love Spring Break! I love the pace of life and not having to run everywhere with our heads cut off. The kids are loving it too. This morning the kids had a dance party to Moana. I stopped doing whatever I was doing and just enjoyed watching them.

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I apologize that these pictures are sideways. WordPress refuses to save them in a rotated position, so I am just inserting them sideways in the hopes that one of these days I figure out the problem and can go back and fix these photos.
I apologize that these pictures are sideways. WordPress refuses to save them in a rotated position, so I am just inserting them sideways in the hopes that one of these days I figure out the problem and can go back and fix these photos.

For lunch, Kim Baker came over. I just love her. We ate pizza, spinach, and lemon curd parfaits and talked for a couple hours. She is such a delight, and visiting with her was such a lovely way to spend the afternoon.

Sadly, Ammon decided to skip his nap today, so after Kim left it was kind of chaotic. By 5pm I was seeing stars. Abe was due home in half an hour, and I struck a bargain with the girls: Stay with Ammon in his room and make sure he doesn’t die (the room is baby proof, so this is actually a feasible arrangement), and I let them out of music practice in return. By that point, we had delayed practice to the point where it wasn’t possible anyway because I had an evening haircut.

At my haircut, I also got the inside of my nose waxed! The receptionist told me about this on the phone when I was scheduling my appointment. She said that it wouldn’t hurt and that I would get addicted because I would breathe so much easier. It didn’t hurt at all, and I can breathe easier, but the best part is blowing my nose. Wow, everything just shoots right through. Disgusting or awesome, depending on how you look at it. (I love gross details, so it’s awesome to me.)

Here are the CRAZIEST before and after pictures from my haircut. I really need to get my hair cut more often, and I need to be doing more to condition it. The stylist not only cut my hair, but she deep conditioned it. (Sadly, the pictures are sideways because this silly blog won’t save them in a rotated state, but I will try to fix that later.)

Before.
Before.
After.
After.