Maggie fingerpainted on Friday. It was my first day watching kids full-time and I thought it would be fun for Maggie and Deaglan to paint. They didn't quite get the concept, and I had to take their small hands and squish them into the paint. Once Maggie got the hang of it, she decided that the paper wasn't enough. She wanted to paint the table! I have a feeling my little girl would paint the world if I let her. 

I trimmed her bangs

She looks like such a big girl now. It was just a small trim, so I'm not quite sure why it made such a difference in her face, but it did. It was hard to make those snips, too. Her hair was growing into her eyes, though.
I guess the hardest part for me was actually admitting that she was old enough to NEED a haircut. I remember at six months when her hair was just barely long enough for the sad little barrette I would carefully place on the one strand of hair long enough to support it. And now she's grown enough hair to cut? When did that happen?

And for the love of God, how is it that my baby is growing a mullet?