Romney Proves Her Mother Wrong. Again.

Before getting to my story about how Romney was right and I was wrong, I have to share this very silly photo of me. For the months of October, November, and December, I worked in about five different areas of the hospital, covering for coworkers who were out with babies or illness or injury. One of my favorite places was working in Same Day Surgery - I just love how confident I feel there and how clear my job is and how many kids are there who need me. There's only one thing I hate about it. That would be wearing scrubs. You'd think they'd be comfortable but somehow they just make me so hot and sweaty and feel so dumpy. I hate them. Troy was teasing me about how hot I look in them. I sent him this selfie to prove my extreme cuteness in this delightful color and style. Blah.

Also I must share that fall turned so beautiful. This is our gingko tree, whose leaves turned a lovely bright yellow. This is what gingko leaves are supposed to do - be extremely yellow. But for a few years our leaves have been the nastiest dull tan color. I have no idea what the problem has been, but we were nervous that we were going to lose the tree. I was so happy to see the brilliant leaves return this year.

Ok, on to my story.

Romney has been through quite the series of haircuts over the past few years. She seems to always be wanting some new haircut that I'm certain she is going to hate. Sometimes I'm right, and she has shed some tears over haircuts. Sometimes I'm wrong, and she likes her new 'do, but only temporarily. And all the while she's threatened to shave her head. I mostly thought she was joking, but was always kind of worried that deep down she wasn't. 

Guess what. She wasn't. The day after Halloween a little birdie told me that she was going to shave her head. She came over for a visit and I hugged her and whispered in her ear, "You are NOT going to shave your head!" She was shocked and kind of mad at the little bird, and told me that yes indeed she was going to. Troy said, "Well, if anyone is going to shave your head it's going to be me." And they headed to the back porch and got started.

I was positive she was going to regret it. Stupid me. Not only was she grinning the whole time, she was delighted with the result. She loved it so much and could not stop smiling. Also...she looked adorable. Absolutley adorable. Sort of to my chagrin. That girl. She always gets the best of me!