Hmmm.

Katie got the tiniest bit of a haircut last night. Just about an inch off the back to even things up a bit and hopefully help get rid of the ends that seem to want to do nothing but tangle and make her miserable. Trimmed her bangs up a bit too because those were driving her crazy as well. She was very excited that I was cutting her hair, it was pretty funny.

She's also becoming more and more opinionated. Trouble is, she's not always sure what her opinion is. She wanted a cheese sandwich for lunch the other day, but told me "don't cook it." Then after she took a couple of bites, she decided that it was too cold and I needed to warm it up. Not sure what she thinks cooking does.