Friday, May 16, 2014

Summer Hair

 G asked me to cut his hair.  I was almost done trimming up the sides when he asked me to buzz it.  I started in the middle but hadn't yet gotten the sides off, when G said he was done.  He thought he looked like Scotty Wilbekin.
 We went down town and had a lovely night.  G love bB so much.  They're so lucky to have each other.
Last night G was up late.  I told him to go to bed and he said "Sorry Mom, I couldn't concentrate."


I wanted to make jam, and like always, I realized I didn't have quite enough sugar.  Rather than go to the store I asked G to calculate ...