Jim and I went to Lowes to look into building some storage in the garage. We postponed making a definitive decision.
From there we drove to the Paul Mitchell Hair Salon School in Provo and got haircuts. This is where Jim always goes. He likes the scalp massage which ironically this time he didn't get but I got a really good one.
Jim was disappointed to say the least.
Not too far into my "cut" (no clippers here) I got another one of my migraines. Bummer!
I had Jim drive home while I sat in the passenger seat with "shades" one.
Jim got out at home and I left to get Jayden and Bailey from school; early day, 2:40. I got there five minutes early.
The kids climbed in the car and we headed home.
We go in front of their house and Jayden changed his mind; "Take me to Cameron's house."
"Ok" I've been there enough time to knew about where they live. Now I have no question.
At Zach and Cameron's house Jayden jumped out and ran to the front door.
Just as I got ready to leave, Bailey yelled out, "Stop, I'm going in too!"
I laid on Corey and Stacey's bed nursing my migraine until five when I thought I should check up on the kids. Bailey and Zach were in their yard playing with their new dog; a cute little white something or other. She said they were fine.
Twenty or so minutes later they came running down the street. Jayden had run the whole way, maybe a forth to a half a mile. Bailey wasn't far behind. The boy's mother had asked them to go home. She had, had a panic attack when she couldn't find her little girl for a while. She was in her parent's bedroom which was being repainted and there were paint cans all over the place.
That's not why they were running. They just decided to run.
While we were in the living room, Bailey said, "Grandpa, I want to tell you something. Don't tease me, I will get embarrassed and kill you."
"OK, what is it?"
"I gave Dezi my house number and he is going to come and he is going to bring his two dogs!"
Now it's Dezi. Just the other day she was calling him Desmond and they were not really friends.
I am not saying this because of the above, but…I have observed that our little nine year old Bailey is looking, sounding and behaving more and more like a young lady every day!
