Trying New Things

Days like this always seem to come just when we need them…right on the heels of those nasty wishing-for-a-reset-button days. They give us something to look forward to, and it sure is a wonderful surprise when they show up.

Tuesday of this week was one of these out-of-the-blue reprieve days. The Princess let us sleep in, and she woke up in a great mood. We all had a nice, relaxed morning before heading out to play. We stopped by the library to return some stuff, but decided not to go in since there were no parking spots. We ran over to Wal Mart to pick up some necessities (and some completely unnecessary fun bits for each of us). But that wasn’t all.

Mommy and Daddy needed haircuts, so we cruised across town to the cheapo place and plopped into a couple of seats in the waiting area. The Hubbs got called right away, and I opted to wait for my favorite gal. The Princess and I sat in the waiting area, playing with her keys and giggling.

Then I got called. The Hubbs was still in a stylist’s chair at the back of the shop, and The Princess was happily playing in my lap. I asked my gal if it was okay for The Princess to sit with me during my cut. She assured me it would be fine with her, so we headed on over. I crammed my hand into my purse, frantically digging until I found it. The magic toy: pony beads and a long, long string. I sat in the chair as the gal put my cape on, and lured The Princess up into my lap with the promise of beading. She sat there like an absolute angel throughout my entire haircut, stringing beads like a champ.

Until the gal started up the hair dryer. Why hadn’t I thought of this? Loud noises can be a big no-no in Princess Land. I froze.

I needn’t have worried. The Princess giggled and squinted, turning around to face the gal…asking for a blast in the face. She loved it.

Here’s to trying new things. Turns out they’re not always bad after all.  Scary, sure.  But not always bad.