So my husband had this gorgeous, waist-length, rock-star, hair. The keyword in that sentence is *had*. All 2+ feet of his hair is now in a bag, ready to be shipped off to Wigs for Kids. It’s a charity that makes wigs for kids going through chemo, or who have other disorders which have caused them to lose their hair. So, should any of my long-haired friends suddenly get the urge to chop off their locks, check them out. Also a good charity is Locks of Love.
But anyway, he’s now got hair like a Marine. Well, a hip, well styled Marine. It looks good though. I’m still trying to get used to it, but I think I like it.
In other news, we have new baby pictures up…and who doesn’t love baby pictures?