crazy hair 2014

Red Ribbon Week, Crazy Hair Day.

The kids missed the bus because it took me so long to braid Bekah's hair this morning. I have complete empathy for all those black mamas who do it on a regular basis.

In other news, I think we are entering a new stage.

The hypochondriac stage.

Things Bekah has said to me in the last 24 hours:

-"Mama, my leg hurts, I think it's broken. (after she walked across a room.)

-"I think I'm allergic to water."

-"Can you get a disease from a cut on your finger?"