Short Hair & Galentines & Flu & Foosball

It's all chopped off again.

Morgan did exactly what I wanted.

But Mama isn't so sure that I like it.

At all.

I had grown my hair out for my boys... 

because they begged me to.

I told them I would grow it out after the stroke, until Jackson left on his mission.

 I did.

Then I only trimmed it. 

Now I chopped it.

And NOW I'll grow it out again.

First world problems!

Valentine's Day...

How I hate thee.

Not hate.

Hate is a strong word...

I really don't even dislike it.

You know what I miss, though??
My babies bringing me home personally-made Valentine's!

I used to get a pile every year from my babies.

Now, they don't really do that kind of stuff in high school.

They should start that up again!

Poor Colton has been out of school all week.

He won't be going tomorrow, either, I'm sure.

T warned me that this was a long-haul kind of sickness.

Fever. Chills. Body aches. Coughing up a lung. Sore throat. All of the shizzy stuff!

Hoping and praying Kaydon doesn't get it.

Kaydon + coughing = scary.

I've had the worst headache for two days and went to bed at 4 yesterday.

Kaydon came in after mutual and I had dropped the remote to my TV between the wall and my bed and there was no miracle that could retrieve it.

He unplugged it from the wall and made sure I was tucked in.

Can I just say that my kids have the greatest of ALL TIME leaders???

BEST.

Like, these grownups - who have families and full-time jobs - come up with the greatest of all time activities.

Ever.

In the history of ever.

Last night - human foosball.

Kaydon was talking to me about it this morning and all of a sudden I wanted to be 12 again.

For real.