Mourning

7:25am. It is time to leave for school, and here is my first clue that something is wrong. Is that Brodie fur? Isn't that too long for Brodie fur, and my that is the same color as Daniel's hair.......

This is what Daniel's hair looked like this past weekend. An admittedly too long bowl cut. Hence why I took him for a haircut Monday afternoon. It was precious. Unfortuately, I did not get a photo of that before Wedensday morning when I found the evidence.And this...I had to let him go to school like this- like he cared. And, at first, I thought it was kind of funny, but as the day went on, I got more and more upset about what I knew I had to do when he got home...
I may be smiling in this photo, but the glasses hide the tears very well. And, then I look at this and cry some more.

Don't call my house. I am in mourning. You may drop off casseroles and flowers on the front porch.