just because i haven't posted anything in a week, i thought i'd punish myself. and the consequence is......
you get to see what i looked like on christmas morning. which is why there weren't any pictures posted of me from that morning in the first place.
sporting my old, broken glasses, make up from the night before, and hair that would scare medusa, i am holding up the christmas presents from caleb.
you might be able to tell (but just in case you can't, because this picture ain't gettin' blown up to the ginormous size of the others i post), he purchased some girlie hair things. one of them is very, uber sparkly. the other is a set of flowers. both are attached to those soft, spongey-like backs, much like this:
with less princesses.
but the only problems i've run into, are these two:
1) caleb thinks they're earrings, not hair things. at first i thought i'd correct him, then decided against it. why? well because...
2) he actually really, really wants me to wear them. ben said as he picked them out in the store, caleb's #1 goal was to get his mom something that would make her feel pretty for church. i know, it's really sweet and completely melted my heart.
that being said, for the past couple of weeks on sunday morning, caleb has come bounding through the door carrying these bejeweled lovelies asking me which i would like to wear for the day. which ones match my specific dress.
and it's kind of nice to be able to wrap the soft rubber bands around my ears, and then pull my hair a little bit around them so that all the church masses see are some mismatched flowers, or a hint of pink sparkly.
not that i care all that much what others think about it. because making him happy is so much more important, but it is nice to be able to tone them down a bit. the sparkly ones are reeeeeeaaalllly sparkly.
after about an hour of wearing these at church, they actually start to hurt my ears. so by the time i make it to primary (which is where my calling is), the "earrings" have now been wrapped around one of my finger to look like a "ring." since caleb sees me in there, he has asked why. and i'm able to keep the sweet 4 year old dream a live by telling him that more people can see them if i wear them on my finger.
and to watch him nod his head, beam proudly and give me his signature "thumbs up"....
well after that, there's nothing anyone can say to convince me not to wear them.
maybe i'll take a picture of them this sunday for your visual pleasure. (but without my glasses on, because those are seriously hideous.)