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Tuesday, October 27, 2009

A Funny



Kati Ann & I visited my grandmother's small little church on Sunday morning. Typically, Kati Ann is not in church with us but my grandmother's church is small and doesn't have childcare. So, it came to the time for the "Children's Sermon" and Kati Ann wanted to go down with the other kids but wanted me to go with her which was fine. So, she and I headed down to front and sat on the floor. She immediately started talking to the gentleman that was trying to do the Children's Sermon. She pointed to the big stained glass window behind the alter (very similar to the one in the picture above) and begin talking about it. The gentleman asked her who was in the picture. I whispered to her that it was a Jesus and she told him it was Jesus and then she went on to tell the gentleman that "Jesus was mowing." The poor, unsuspecting gentleman looked at me and I at him. He asked me if I understood what she said. Being the upstanding Christian, I played dumb and told him I had no idea! How was I to tell him that Jesus was MOWING in the beautiful stained glass picture! From the mouths of babes!

Going to the Beauty (as my MiMi calls it)



This week we did something that has needed to be done but something that I've been a little nervous to do...we got Kati Ann a REAL haircut. I'm not one of those mothers that doesn't want to cut her hair and in fact I've done my own "magic" (if that's what you want to call it) on her a few times. However, I'm no beautician and I knew she needed a good quality haircut. I was pretty nervous about it because though my child is usually well-behaved in public she often throws a fit when we touch her hair. Washing, combing and fixing her hair is a daily battle. So, you can imagine my trepidation at taking her into a poor beautician that was supposed to give a "good" haircut to a screaming child. So, we talked up how much fun she was going to have going to the "beauty shop" and what a big girl she was. We walk into the salon and I'm feeling the anxiety mounting inside me. I introduce her to "Ms. Cindy", the beautician. As children will often do, Kati Ann completely proved my nervousness vein as she practically jumped into the chair and sat still and quiet as she got her hair cut. Go figure! I fight daily to even run a comb through her hair but she walks into a strange place, sits down with a strange person with scissors and does beautifully! I was actually quite proud, surprised but proud!