I'm in Gr. 1 Again

You know, it's very exciting for Ethan to be growing up and going to Gr. 1 and all, but I don't like his teacher much. And how would I be expected to like a teacher who assigns me homework every night? Oh sure, she SAYS it's for Ethan, but puh-leese, I know it's just a conspiracy (don't ask me what for -- I just know it is)! So every night I find myself counting up by 1s, counting down by 10s, counting up by 5s, doing number grids and tally marks, counting jellybeans, drawing pictures of elephants (and counting them, of course)... I mean, hello, is all this really necessary?

My Hairstylist Chose My Major

So, mom brought me to a real hairdresser in the mall today and I got... a BOY cut. Boo! What kind of crap is this anyways? What cruddy hairdresser would dare give a princess this haircut? Does he think I'm going to be an English major or something?

And my hair takes so long to grow, too... poop, poop, poop. My leg hurts just thinking about it... "Mommy, mommy, I need some medicine so I can sleep tonight... please, please, I NEED some!!"

Isaac's Salon

A hairdresser across the way from where I live was offering a one-time "End of the Month" special today -- free haircuts for all siblings 3 years old and under. Well, my hair was definitely in need of some touching up, so I decided to give him a try. After assuring me he had plenty of experience with my hair type, he deftly used a pair of Crayola scissors to trim my left side. I dunno -- the blending job he did wasn't stellar, and the look on mommy's face when she saw his handiwork leaves me wondering if maybe I should have gone to a more reputable establishment (which is, in fact, exactly what mommy's planning on doing with me tomorrow). I guess the old saying still holds true: "You get what you pay for." My instructions for next time an offer like that comes my way: "Thanks Isaac, but no thanks."

It is a Miracle!

Amazingly, I went out to check on my mud this morning, and I was greeted by a diffuse smattering of color all across the yard. One day, nothing, and the next, voila -- it's incredible! Not like I could putt on it or anything, but still, the visible progress is heartening!

Grass(lings)!

Incredibly, I went out this evening to begin my watering routine, and as I crouched down low to inspect my lovely mud, lo, but what did my eyes behold? Small wisps of green straining their little thin heads out to meet sun! Only, there was no sun to behold because of the rain clouds overhead (which, incidentally, having dumped torrents tonight, very well may have washed my little grasslings away into the netherworld.) More to come tomorrow...