Leah is sporting a new 'do'. I immediately loved it, Dad likes it but had to get used to it. And it only took a tiny bit of convincing to get Leah to consider a cut. In the past, our Adventures in Hair Cutting have involved a lot of screaming, crying, and A LOT of climbing. This time, we went to Cookie Cutters. Armed with cute chairs to sit in, a movie to watch, and the weight of being a good example for her brother, Leah marched in, sat down, and let the stylist cut away.
7 inches later, we have a cute little bob (I think) that really looks adorable.
I'm a believer in children's specialists. Stay tuned for Leah's next dentist appointment (September). We've decided to go with a pediatric dentist since our regular dentist suggested that, "our office isn't equipped to deal with her situation." No, they certainly weren't. I still have nightmares.
On a completely unrelated note: Matt and I are seeing HP7.2 (Harry Potter 7 Part II, for those out of The Loop) on Friday. I can't wait.