On Friday the girls wanted to go swimming and I wanted to get Karisma’s hair cut. So I made a deal with her. “If your good during your haircut, I will take you swimming.”
Yeah, we did not start out so well. I was even prepared with candy. When I pulled out the candy I think she knew I was serious about her sitting still. I NEVER give them candy (trying to be healthy and all) it worked… eventually…
I realize as I am writing this that she really is growing up, she no longer cries and clings to me at the doctors, she sits to get her hair cut. *Sigh* My sweet little baby… 8 LBS 2.5 OZ, 21 1/2 INCHES. She is so tall that she has to wear 5T pants even though they are way to big for her little waist. She is so smart and constantly amazes me!
Finished! It doesn’t look too different, a couple inches shorter! But she sure is pretty! Afterwards she told me that it was fun and she wanted to do it again… Not for another year dear! Well I promised swimming, so swimming we went!
There she is my brave big three year old, who will be four in a few days (wow that’s a mouthful.) It took us a long time to get her comfortable enough in the water to do this. It’s all a part of growing up I guess…
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