I gave Harper another 'little trim' today.
At what age is it not acceptable to look like your mama cut your hair? Two? Three? 30? Maybe it is when I can no longer get her to sit still with the aid of Yo Gabba Gabba, or when her friends start trying to find a kind way to tell her to hide the scissors form me. Which ever comes first. Until then, she is like my own little barbie dress up head, but different.
So, the year anniversary of this blog came and went while we were moving. The first post is here. In celebration, I updated the about page with a not so glamorous video of my mothering skills. So much can happen in a year. Surely, there will only be more fun chaos to come. Who knows, maybe I'll finally organize those pesky categories.
I feel I owe you maybe some sort of explanation, of why you came here to find baked goods, and found baby pictures, or you came here to see Harper and you are now very hungry. I started this blog, when Harper was 4 months old, as my "me time." It turned out, my me time was mostly about the baby. Later, I started Buttermilk Bake Shop, so I talk about it here, too. Word.
Oh, Buttermilk Bake Shop reopens tomorrow!!!! Yippee, yummy delicious treats for you!!!
Happy Anniversary, Milkymilk!!!
Is it me, or does Harper totally look like your mom?
xoxoxox
Posted by: Al | July 17, 2009 at 05:36 PM
No! You did it! Hmmm... cute though - especially with those baby blues!!! Peyton and I had fun at the park with you and Harper. See you again next week - happy weekend!
Posted by: Sherryl Mascarinas | July 17, 2009 at 05:41 PM
OMG! Al, I gave her my mom's haircut.
Sherryl, we had fun, too! Hope your weekend is full of fun stories we get to hear about next week.
Posted by: Mary | July 18, 2009 at 03:51 AM