Is It Friday Yet?

I started this post on Monday. I managed a few lines that went something like this: This week will be really busy...
And it has been. It is the last week of school for the kids so that means that many commitments and end-of-year To Do's were added to the typically full schedule. And of course, there is the realization that we will now move into Super Summer Camp Mommy mode. So, if you have been wondering where I have been, here is a short list. I have been volunteering in classrooms, buying and making teacher gifts, attending award ceremonies and preschool graduations, I have been crying and having all kinds of end-of-school year emotional moments, planning and hosting last minute good-bye parties for my business kids and doing lots of laundry. Wait, I'm always doing that. Oh yeah, and I have been playing with the new camera - ALOT. Which brings me to my next question. If this were your almost two-year-old, would you cut his hair? I just can't bring myself to do it. It has become a bit of a thing at our house. No one wants to see the hair go - like we would be cutting off Logan's actual babyhood with the hair. He mostly seems to love it. I call him "Breck Boy" as he admires himself in the mirror while he brushes it. But then outside, the breeze will blow it in his face and he really hates that. And of course, there is the issue of folks thinking he's a girl. Did I mention that it's summer and already about 100 degrees here so it seems like it's time to let it go? But then I announce, "This will be The Day" and everyone groans, "No, not his hair!" And it doesn't take much for me to be talked out of it. I'm not ready for the Big Boy haircut - I'm not ready for Logan to be the Big Boy, period.