Sunday, May 1, 2011

It takes a really good man...

A couple of weeks ago, Jes had been begging me to put curlers in her hair. Nights are always busy around here, and I kept saying, "Maybe tomorrow." Finally one night I promised that the next night she could have curlers, so her hair would be curly for dress down day at school.

The following night I ended up taking Parker on a Mommy date to the last Utah Jazz game. We had won the tickets in a drawing, and they were awesome seats that included dinner before the game started. We had soooo much fun! While at the game, I got a call from Jeremy. He sounds tired.

"I finally got the kids all in bed, and as I'm tucking Jesi in, she tells me you promised she could have curlers tonight."

Oops.

I told him to apologize for me and to tell her I could just use the curling iron in the morning. He told her, and apparently she was not satisfied with the answer. Jeremy comes back on the phone. I hear a tired sigh, then, "Where do you keep the curlers?"

Jesi was so happy the next morning as she told me how Daddy had put curlers in her hair. I had wondered if he could even figure out how to put curlers in, but he obviously did a fine job. I think she's a pretty lucky girl, don't you?

(She had a powdered sugar donut right before taking the pictures.)