When I got my hair colored, I knew there would come a day when I would totally regret it. Today is that day. I am so upset at myself for coloring it. Now, I will have to either keep coloring it (such a colossal waste of time) or have it grow out (which means I will have two colors on my head for at least two years). My natural hair is healthy looking and very straight. Why the heck did I go damage my hair, making it look like hay, to look like Ronald McDonald?! So mad at myself!

At mom's group, someone asked me to do a presentation on how to be your child's first teacher. I guess she thinks I qualify to give such a speech because I was a classroom teacher before I had Chase. I don't know. I am hesitant. I don't want to insult anyone. I don't want to waste their time. I don't know how in depth I should go into the different subjects. I just don't know! She just told me to just tell them things I do with Tyler. How could it be THAT different from what the other moms are doing now? I can't say no because I really respect the girl who asked me (plus, she said she won't take no for an answer). I am going to stress out about it until it is over. This will consume me for the next two weeks. Wish me luck!