Well, I have kind of been waiting for this day, and of course, it came without warning when I was least expecting it. That's always the way it works, though, isn't it? During Charlotte's noon nap, while I was cleaning up, Jack secretly found the scissors, took them into my bathroom, and gave himself a hair cut. The worst part about it was, I didn't even notice until later that evening at the dinner table! I was staring at him, trying to figure out what was different, when I saw the giant gap on the middle of his forehead where hair was supposed to be. Yes, he took a big chunk out of the middle of his bangs. I asked, "Jack, did you cut your hair!?!?" He said, "yes, but don't worry, Mom, I threw it in the trash." He said he wanted it to look like Sawyer, a friend from preschool who has short, spiky hair. Before I thought about taking a picture, I tried my best to even out his hairline. Here's my result!

From Hair cut disaster

Father-Son Day

At La Tolteca, trying to figure out what to have for dessert.

Playing in the sandbox.

Tomorrow is Jack's fourth birthday! Today Rich took him out for a special father-son day. They went to the Children's Museum together and then they are going to lunch at Rich's favorite Mexican place La Tolteca. I am so proud of my son, I can't believe he is already four years old! I love him so much, more than words can express.