It is pouring rain, has been all morning. Branch has already made sure he is soaking wet doing rooster things this morning. I do not care, I need to bring my therapy chicken inside for a bit.
I am just going to leave this here.
It takes a special kind of person to wait until Rosie is ready to go out the door and wait for the bus on picture day to inform her that her new haircut looks terrible. Instant meltdown from Rosie and I let grandma have it with both barrels. Thankfully the bus was late so I was able to calm Rosie down and not have her get on the bus in tears. The 2nd day back to school and she has started the same crap again.

I have great confidence that Rosie will look wonderful in her picture.