Hair Cuts

What do you mean, "hair cuts"...? You might be asking. Weren't we letting all the hair in the house grow out for now? Yes. And no.

You see, Samuel and Gabriella have been having adventures as usual - such big adventures that a camera would have been completely incapacitated had anyone attempted to document the scene. The first "adventure" involved a jar of Vicks vapor rub. (We all knew things had gotten too quiet upstairs!) Rebecca and James spent a long night with the Dawn, a comb, and two screaming children under the shower trying to ensure they wouldn't get any in their eyes while sleeping. The next morning, Samuel woke up "barking"... sad, sad.

A few days later, Rebecca let the little ones out in the dog run area to play because the dogs weren't there and the chores weren't done. Not her best decision, really, but hindsight and all that... Hearing the children a few minutes later at the garage door, she went to open it for them assuming they were stuck. No. Not stuck. Samuel was "painting" the door. WITH PAINT! They had found, and opened an old can of paint, dipped themselves in it and started painting the doors.

Well, friends, that was the end. After a quick shower to wash gobs of paint from both bodies, Rebecca stood both children on a kitchen chair and grabbed the hair scissors. She didn't even bother with a comb. In about five minutes, both Gabriella and Samuel were sporting a new 'do.

TA-DAH!