The hair cut and Broken camera

I had a couple sad things happen this week. 

First off, my camera lens broke.  Just broke.  A week ago, my big lens did get dropped by a certain little boy who was trying to take pictures of Ants.  But he had permission, and it was an accident. 

 I had a back up lens so stuck that one on and life was fine.

But the back up lens just stopped working and is visibly broken inside.

Now I am camera less until I can afford a new lens.

Whoa is me.  Hard life huh? :)
I am a bit embarrassed just how deeply sad this makes me. My camera
makes every day mundane tasks of diapers, dishes, same routine over and over come alive and seem magical to me.  But when I can't take a picture of it... 

I sorta feel like a lost my right hand.  And all the fingers on my left too.

And possibly a toe or two.  Maybe part of an eye..

.These pics are from my very old point and shoot camera.

So frustrating and blurry 95% of the time. If it even turns on.

Wine wine wine.

As sad is that is for me, I shed a lot more tears over this next event.

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The dreaded sibling Hair cut.

Seriously almost passed out.
Bangs chopped and everything.

It was bound to happen.

Still I was unprepared and bawled on the spot.

Causing Naomi to burst into tears and run and hide.
She buried her head in a blanket and wouldn't come out till Devin got home and he was able to coax her out.  She just kept crying: "I don't have very much hair anymore!"
It was extremely dramatic around here.

He did this with just baby scissors!

My visiting teacher stopped by during the crying session.

She was heaven sent.  She promised me she had seen way worse.

And later that night returned with new bows and a cute flower head band. 

Which did help.

Oh yah Naomi found the purple dress/uniform again.

 My mom  told me not to kill Cache.  Or even yell at him. All I had said to him, in a whipser was 

"Go to your room. "

He must have felt the severity of his actions. Or the severity of the SHOCK inside of me...  He didn't come out for an hour. Then I sent him back.

My mom gave me the idea that he needed to do extra chores for money to pay for her new haircut.

This is working since Cache puts a lot of value on the contents of his piggy bank.

So we got her a hair cut.

And this is the end product.  She looks a lot younger.

 And since she always ripped her hair out 5 seconds after I fixed it before, she may even look

nicer.  And now you can always see her  pretty face.

OH what a week.