Scissor Massacre and a Death March

There are lots of things in life that you can pay other people to do, like trimming your dog's toenails, that I prefer to do myself to save money. I knew Faith needed a bang trim, but I figured I'd save myself the twelve bucks and do it myself. I did it for the first time last month and it turned out pretty well, so I thought this would be a breeze.

It turns out that my nervous caution of the first time was the key for success because my cockiness doomed me this time. Whenever you go into something thinking "People with just a high school education do this as a full time job, this can't be too hard" then you're probably screwed.

It started out innocently enough, but I couldn't get them to be even so I kept trying to even them up and ended up massacring her hair.

I knew nothing good could come of sitting on my chair out on the deck.

Now when I look at her, I feel like she looks like a love child of Dr. Sheldon Cooper and Spock.

Don't worry, I fixed it.

Even Peanut is laughing at me.

My husband had been out of town all week and when he got home around 7pm on Friday and saw Faith, he laughed and said "You really butchered her hair, huh?" so it's not subtle. I have sworn to never cut her hair again. Hopefully a professional can do a better job, although some celebrities make me worry that even professionals can make this same mistake.

Like she got them stuck in a car door

So much natural beauty

Luckily her hair look passable if I put it up in a ponytail, so we decided to have a family day on Saturday since my husband had been gone all week. Probably because he was jet lagged, my husband agreed to a hike. Normally he hates hiking with me because he claims that I walk too fast and always want to go further than is "fun". He must have thought that pregnancy and pushing a stroller would make me more reasonable...fool!

In all seriousness, I really wasn't trying to torture my husband with a long hilly hike, but I will admit it was pretty long and hilly. I've run the route before but I thought it wouldn't be that bad with walking instead of running. It was just really humid and that made it seem worse than it should been, but after 2 hilly miles on a fire road, we eventually reached the beach.

This is it? This is the fabled "beach"?

Pretty cliffs make any hike worth it, right?

Here fishy fishy fishy!

He's so happy that he's in the splash zone

Daddy! SPLASH! 

She tried with all her toddler might to drag my husband into the Chesapeake Bay, but luckily he was able to resist. We thought she'd be afraid of the water, but she wanted to dive right in. It helped that the waves were really gentle, but Faith still managed to get pretty soaked. At least she only had to sit for the walk back and eat snacks.

I pushed Faith in her stroller most of the time, but I did cry uncle on the last few hills and ask my husband to take over. Faith apparently doesn't approve of the change of driver.

Why are we going so slowly?

Mommy, this is unacceptable.

Faith really got the good end of the deal for this hike

This 4 mile "fun walk" left us all a sweaty mess, so maybe my husband was right to call it a death march. No wonder he only agrees to hike with me about once a year.

I'm TFP for this level of humidity

It started to rain as soon as we got back to car, so that explained the crazy high humidity and it was some assurance that it could have been worse. We actually had a lot of fun and Faith really enjoyed the change of scenery. I should make more of an effort to drive to new locations for stroller runs/walks, but that really goes against my lazy nature. The hike (round trip with the stop at the beach) took almost 2 hours, which is 4 times longer than she normally wants to sit in her stroller, so that's a testament to the power of distraction. I also think she likes listening to my husband and I talk instead of silence when I walk or run with her. Maybe I should start talking to myself when I run? The neighbors will love that.


Are you more willing to run or walk further if it's in a new location versus your usual route?


Have you ever had tragically short bangs?