Today, my oh-so-grateful-and-never-cranky SEVEN year old got a haircut.
As usual, Miss Theresa did a fabulous job, and Reilly the Red looks like a rockstar.
As I got out my wallet to pay for the haircut, Miss Theresa said, "Nope! It's my belated birthday gift to her!"
I thanked her most graciously, as did Reilly.
As we get in the car and Reilly shuts her door, she says, "Ga-RATE! Now I have to write another damn thank-you note."
Oh the joys of parenthood.