Bushy Bushy

It's been awhile since we've been graced with wee little Aubsie's face.

She's cute, isn't she?

She's growing.

Mostly hair.

I'm bracing myself for another haircut.

But my track record with scissors really isn't all that great.

In fact, my adult children will probably stone me

for what I have done to their hair.

(Kind of like how I harass my mother about my Kindergarten mullet.)

Can anyone say that my hair isn't awesome?!

Ahem...moving on...where were we?

Oh yes, my mad hair cutting skills.

You know me -

chop, chop, chop.

But you should also know that there's no way I am going

to dish out 10 big ones for my 8 month old to get a haircut.

Forget about it.

I guess I'll just have to go at it.

Hmmm...maybe she'd like a mullet.

I'm sure they're making a comeback.

Please take a moment to notice those two savage teeth on the bottom.

She's working on a few more.

Which is super exciting for a nursing mother.

"The better to bite you with, my dear."

Really, she said that.

Note to self:  You probably shouldn't post frightening pictures of yourself

in the same month that you impressed everyone with your wild Friday nights.