graduation

No way! I mean, I know it's true, but...

Also, congratulations, and no help at all on the camp dilemma.

Hec! Could you please find me photos of mid-length to long bobs with bangs? I'm kinda-sorta thinking of cutting my hair.

Yes, ma'am. Though anything longer than shoulder length is techincally a pageboy not a bob.

So what length are we talking? Between chin and shoulder? Just above shoulder? Past shoulders? Or longer?

Did he already do circus camp? That seems like it'd like up with his physical abilities.

He did circus camp two summers ago, and it is conveniently located on our block. But he did the younger kids school and he'd need to go to the other circus arts place, which he's less familiar with. Also, it may be too late to sign him up for anything. But he did speak fondly of doing trapeze.

No way! I mean, I know it's true, but...

Shocking, isn't it?

Also, congratulations, and no help at all on the camp dilemma.

I'm hoping his Mom's camera is working since he was looking very cool and cute. With his hair and his fedora he was kind of working a Kid Rock look. Which, admittedly, isn't exactly au courant but he's cuter than Kid Rock.

he's cuter than Kid Rock.

Also nicer. And probably cleaner, as a rule.

Yay Emmett! Makes me a little wistful though. Alex probably would have liked him very much. They share a love of baseball, music and money in common.

Just above shoulder? Past shoulders? Or longer?

These, please.

And congrats to Emmett!

Congratulations to Emmett! Good luck finding him a summer camp.

I replaced the tea kettle and bought a storage unit that will hopefully fit over the toilet so we can have some storage in our teeny new bathroom. TCG's brother and his family are in town for a visit and we're supposed to be heading over to see them soon, except TCG isn't home yet, I look awful, and I am absolutely fall down tired.

I'm in love with this woman and I've never even seen her. [link]

Emmett did look quite stylin' this morning, it must be said.

Matilda report: After three days of being wide awake and fretful and a misery to herself and everyone else, she now has the tip of one upper tooth actually poking through the gumline and is shlumped and snoring on our sofa. I stuffed her like a Christmas goose with baby food straight out of the fridge -- filling and tasty and beautifully cool in her poor tormented mouth -- and it has finally, blissfully conked her out.

I should work now. Or nap. If only I could do both simultaneously.

she now has the tip of one upper tooth actually poking through the gumline

Eeeeee! Cute and sweet!