A haircut for Melissa

We were half an hour early to set up for Matthew's birthday party and there was a kids salon next door. Rachel and I were both tired of fighting Melissa over hair combing in the morning, so I took her in. Maybe the stylist sensed some of the spur-of-the-moment, because before she started she asked, "You do have mom's permission, right?"





Isaac got to go for a drive, too.