October 28, 2004 - Fixing me -
As I sit here trying to do my very important blogging for tomorrow, Everett is "fixing" me. How is he fixing me, you ask? By sticking all my biggest, baddest knitting needles into my hair. Including the circular ones. I had a pony tail. Now I have a crazy witch-spinster-like creation that must look quite frightful. He got his hands on a large pair of scissors. As I felt the blade touch my scalp, we had to take that away and talk about how sharp things hurt.
I must have said something like, "I don't think so." Because now he's telling me, "mommy, i don't SINK so!"
Guess this is my cue to send him to bed. Important blogging will have to wait.
