Why do bloggers take pictures of themselves in their cars?
Maybe because I was alone with my boyfriend and doing a little fabric shopping.
Perhaps a picture to celebrate the rare such occasion.
Old Navy hooked me up with some new shades for $4.
I think they are rad.
My children however, have a different take on them.
Halley: "Mom, you look weird."
Me: "Cute, weird or weird, weird?"
Lucy: "WEIRD, WEIRD!!!!!"
as she laughs hysterically running through the house screaming "MOMMY LOOKS WEIRD!!!"
That came from this same child who deems it perfectly normal to wear my "not-weird" sunglasses throughout an entire meal. So if you saw a beans and rice obsessed, future's so bright, three year old wearing obnoxious zebra sunglasses at Wahoo's yesterday, she is not mine. I have never seen her before. Even if she was wearing my name tag from bible study.
Today I got my blonde on.
Roots from picture one.
At the end of my appointment, my parents dropped Lucy and Janey off with me.
107 foils and all. (Yes, I counted.)
Talk about looking weird.
But, that was not the weird part.
Five times by five different people I was told "He's so cute!" about Janey.
Yes, isn't he just so very handsome in pink?
Then, to make it even stranger, I was holding Janey in my lap and Lucy was standing at my feet while I was at the shampoo bowl.
A sweet lady came up to me and asked in all seriousness:
"Are they twins?"
For reals. She really wanted to know.
If my 3 1/2 year old and 8 month old were twins.
I am not kidding.
Either was she.
I did not even know what to say.
Because if they were twins, I could have a sweet reality show on TLC and totally buy this. Plus, I wouldn't be getting my hair done at the. creepiest. weirdest. "salon". ever.