Our daughter, Tess, is the one in the front of the picture. She makes such a cute cheerleader; I LOVE watching her facial expressions when she cheers! Tess is very animated. I did not go to the Homecoming parade on Friday night; Tess walked in it with the rest of the cheer squad and threw out candy. It was pretty chilly out so I decided to just stay home. Afterwards, Tess went to the Homecoming football game with her friends (my husband went, too - but the girls didn't hang out with him LOL). We live so close to the school now - you can see the field and hear the game going on.
They won, they won!!! It was the 7th grade boy's football team's first win of the season on Saturday afternoon...yay for them! Tess sat out for a little bit after she got stung by a bee, but she was able to participate in their special 'half time' dance routine. The girls did such a good job!
Tess is one of the back spotters when they do stunts.
Our cute lil daughter, Taylor. (Can't believe she's already 15 years old!) Taylor ended up going to get her hair done at the salon on Saturday morning. I think they did a good job :)
Taylor and her Homecoming date...Just the two of them went for dinner @ Damon's Grill, then hung out at our house watching TV until the dance actually started @ 9 PM. If you click on the picture, you can see the boutonniere I made for her date. It turned out just fine :) (It took me longer to stand in line @ Hobby Lobby to pay for the boutonniere pins than it did to actually make it!)
Taylor and me, Homecoming night...
As you know, I used to have the hairstyle pictured above...I'm not gonna lie; I really liked my hair that way. But I decided to go ahead with the 'pre-losin'-all-my-hair-from-chemo' haircut. Somehow taking that step ahead of time makes you feel like you have taken at least a little bit of control back from the cancer - if that makes any sense.
I used to wear my hair this short in this same style for many years. This is what I looked like when my husband & I first met, got married and started having kids. So actually it hasn't taken me too long to get used to short hair again. When I look in the mirror, I just see the 'old me', plus more wrinkles :) (Hey, at least I don't have big 'Dumbo' ears!)
Remember how I mentioned I thought I might cry when I got all that hair cut off? I didn't. I just sat there watching quite calmly. My attitude at this point is...'it's only hair and it will grow back'.
Happy Sunday to all!!!