Tough Days, and Tough Nights

So probably because I ask her, "Are you having a tough day?" when she is crying or seems unhappy. Jane has now taken to saying. "Tough day, Mama." when she is unhappy. And we have been hearing it a lot lately.

"Tough day, Mama." when she can't wear her orange crocks to school (I hate those shoes)
"Tough day, Mama." when I won't open the shower door and let her join me in the shower with her clothes on
"Tough day, Mama." when the plastic hangers don't work for hanging up stuffed animals in the closet
"Tough day, Mama." when she wants to eat yogurt and won't wear a bib
"Tough day, Mama." when Papa says you have to sit down in the bathtub
"Tough day, Mama." when she would like to ride in the open part of the shopping cart, even though we have never let her do that in her life
"Tough day, Mama." when I want to listen to NPR for just 10 minutes, and she wants to listen to "Row Row Row... Boat" for the 700th time

And now since I am 35 weeks pregnant, I am having a tough time sleeping, and I have caught a cold (I don't even know one other person in the world with a cold right now, so how did I get this?). So last night. which was like the 3 or 4th night in a row where I just could not sleep. I found myself saying to Mars, "Tough night, Papa."

This too shall pass.

Cut It Off, Cut It All Off!

So as many parents, I am sure, can relate, hair is quite a repeted battle in our house. Whether it is washing it, drying it, brushing it, pulling it out of Jane's face all the time, keeping food out of it, etc. It has become a topic all its own. That said, Mars and I, and Jane, had been talking about cutting it off for a few weeks. You know, I have a new baby coming, it is hot and summer, and why add any additional complications. So this weekend we did it. We went to a little barber shop in El Segundo, Marcy's, and Jane sat very still, and a lovely woman named Tammy, cut it all off. I love it, Jane loves it, Mars seems good with it.

Okay, so the picture took a while, but here it is.