Kris started her official breast cancer fight with her first chemo treatment two weeks ago. Tonight was the official head-shaving party. Friends, co-workers, and family gathered for pizza. Then the brave ones headed into the garage, bowed down, and got buzzed. By the end of the night, there were eight baldies and one mohawk. Whitney and Karen had their hair cut short ahead of time in Kris's honor. Kris went last, and one word came to me: brave. Then one more: beautiful.
Karen & Kris, before
Proud husband, first in line
Teague didn't want to join in but liked feeling the buzzes.
Whitney and Jorden started with scissors.
Dagan did finishing touches with the clippers.
Hard to watch.
Brave girl.
This morning, after Teague threw a stack of important papers all over the floor, and after he squeezed half a tube of Sensodyne toothpaste onto my bathroom floor (yeah, $4.72 a tube), I decided this kid needed something to do. So we wrestled, built with blocks, and made sugar cookies. Airplanes and hearts. He rolled, he cut, he frosted. And he licked and bit. Don't worry. We didn't give any to the neighbors.
