Time perception...

Time can be so contradictory.

Days can often seem long,

while weeks and months fly by.

In what seems like a blink of an eye,

8 months are over.

Time seems to inch by when we are suffering,

yet, it is often all we need to heal.

And while the waiting tries our patience,

with it, we often find relief.

Time has been good to this little man,

and it has been good to my finger.

And though she doesn't need me to tell her this, 

(because she is taking it like a champ),

It will make Elena's broken arm better.

Snip, snip

I did it when I was a kid. Just about everyone I know with kids has experienced it.

Why I thought I would be immune to it, with three girls, is a good question.

This was taken after my attempts at repairing it.

As soon as she realized we had discovered the damage, regret filled her little heart.

Without saying a word she watched from the closet 

as she was unduly reprimanded, alone. That was my first clue--she was alone.

Normally she would be at close proximity, pulling up a chair to watch the show.

It was at that moment that we realized we had gotten it all wrong
and asked the question we should have started with,
"Elena, who cut your hair?"

Through teary eyes she replied, "Raquel."

We scanned the room and saw her peeking out from behind the closet.
With Raquel, you don't really have to say or do anything else.

She hasn't wanted to talk about it.
The details of why she did it are no longer important to her.

She would rather we just forget and never bring it up again.

We did ground her from playing video games for the next 2 weeks.

Probably an overkill for her.
But, good things have come of it...

Taken 2 weeks ago (before the incident).

I know. I'm not exactly proud of this picture.

Taken a few days after the incident.

So, no long term damage done.
Hair will grow back.

And we are becoming more literate.