It's the First Official Day of Spring Break, and We Have Some Randomness

Yes, it's Spring Break here. We've got an agenda for this week. We started spring cleaning on Saturday. "I like spring cleaning better than regular cleaning," Lucy said. We're scheduling playdates. We're having our Seder on Thursday. And it's time for haircuts. Lucy got her hair cut at Valentine's Day, but Elaine hasn't had any help other than me trimming her bangs, since Christmas. And the girl needs help. Bad. My three-year-old needs a makeover.

"What is UP with her hair?" asks Darren.

We don't know, we just don't know. "She looks like a lion," he added. "Or a dandelion," I amended. I had this strategy that we should just her hair grow. She really hasn't had any length cut since about last May. This is clearly a plan that is not working. So we're going to see what magic Ms. Robin can work on her hair.

Here she is (don't worry, I still think she is adorable):



Here is a front view (ignore that pink frosting on her chin. She had a doughnut for breakfast. YES, they ate doughnuts. My father-in-law is here, painting our basement. He brought them. I was going to make them oatmeal for breakfast. My kids like my father-in-law.)



So, in keeping with the journalistic quality you've come to know and love at this blog, I'll have during and after pictures of the hair transformation as well.

Here is a sharp change of subject, but I must share something I am thrilled about. A couple months ago, a friend of ours from India sent us a package of gifts. In it was a large package of Brooke Bond Taj Mahal tea--sixty teabags. That tea was phenomenal. I had no self-control. I did not try and eak it out to make it last. I drank and drank of that tea. Then I checked on the Internet to see if I could buy the tea here. Why yes, yes I could. For THIRTY dollars. Are the teabags gold-encrusted?! And that didn't even include shipping. What was I to do?

And then I happened down the international aisle of our local grocery store. They have a pitiful, almost non-existent selection of Indian things. However, they do have some British things, such as Bird's tinned custard and......THIS!



Ahhhhh. It's not quite Taj Mahal, but it's hitting the spot nonetheless. And now, back to regularly scheduled programming, since most people could not care less about tea, let alone what brand I drink.

This is how the girls spent their first night of Spring Break. Darren and I came up to check on them and discovered them thus:



That's their version of a sleepover. It doesn't count that they already sleep in the same room.

And the quote of the week so far is from Lucy: "Mom, why is it that women are always the servants?"