I'm beginning to think I can never go away for the weekend again. Every time I do something happens with hair.
Last June when I came home from my trip to a paper mill, I found Sadie had attempted to dye her hair in a pattern of colors. I was not exactly sure what to say when I saw what she had done...the boys jumped right in and solved that one for me, they started calling her Skittles. As in, her head looked like an open bag of Skittles. It was interesting, and awful, all at once. Luckily it didn't last long... and after spending almost $100 at Panopolous for a cut and redye job, all was well again.
When I arrived home from the TML retreat today, after being gone all weekend, I found that my "boys" had all made a pact. To ruin my hopes for a perfect Christmas photo. Here is what was waiting for me.