24 hours from now we’ll be on our way. I think we’re all packed. After little to no notice leaving Egypt, packing seems like a non-essential. I mean, we are going to the land of plenty, where anything we could possibly want is a Target or a shopping mall away.
Camille turned 3 yesterday. The day before that, she gave herself a beautiful haircut. She is hanging with her best friend wearing a nightgown and one of her brother’s t-shirts. Yes, I let her dress herself.
They got along great as long as Camille got to hold the ipad. We’re working on that.
A closeup of the shorn locks. Lucky for me that I checked in on her during her nap time before she cut more than 2 hunks of hair.
She did not like the man with the scissors.
He gave her gum which reduced the wails to whimpers.
Showing off her new “baby bangs.”
So this is what 3 looks like.
No party — I figure she’ll be partying for the next month with all the grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. I couldn’t give her anything better than that.