I did a big giant room overhaul today. I spent 6 hours cleaning out my cupboards, my desk, shelves, etc. I alphabatized my books, cd cases, and cds.
Then, right as I was starting to make cookies, heather calls and asks if I'll dye her hair. Of course I will. So she heads over stocked with bleach, blue, green, and a glow under black lights pink that she found in an alley, thrown out by some colllege students.
So heather, who never lets you get near her with a camera, let me take tons of pictures.
It begins:
she's a blonde!
chipmunk
do you wanna dance and hold my hand?
she looks so pretty!
color!
this is one of my favorites. heather likes it too, who'd've guessed?
i don't know what was up with her tonight. she let me braid her hair too!
I love you heather. and i hope you don't hate me for posting these.
Father's day tomorrow. He asked for music. We like the same music. I'm not complaining.
Youth Sunday next week. Final planning tomorrow.