Proud mama

This is my girl just over a year ago.

It was around this time that she decided to grow her hair so that she could donate it to Locks of Love.

I don't know where she heard of it or what made her think of doing it herself, but she did. 

All on her own.

This was my girl last Friday.

She did it!

Locks of Love calls for 10 inches. It was a bit of a great decision to make. To cut it for 10 inches would mean it would be to her chin. Too short for our comfort. 

And we couldn't let it grow another two inches.

 It was getting dreadfully difficult to manage. 

I had read that they accept 8 inches and sell it to other companies as revenue. Which they need.

Hey, that sounded like a good deed to us. So we went for the 8 inches.

It looks longer in the picture above, but as we thought with her previously curly hair, it shrunk up a bit and rests on her shoulders now.

Along the journey of hair growing, her babysitter decided that she would join the road to good deeds too. They booked the appointment together and supported each other for this big event.

The sitter donated 11 inches! 

So proud of both of them and love that they did it together.

Warms the heart.

Thanks for that.

And now, I must show you the obligatory Halloween pictures for my record keeping..

Dorothy (the day before the big haircut)

and Cool Dude.

 Best part.. I didn't have to make anything.

 And they didn't mind about that.

Yes, the weather was mild enough to go out like this for the evening. 

In fact, I think it actually warmed up.

 We met up with friends and had a magical evening. (after this mama badly transitioned from a quiet house to the running around of excited children. A little stressed out. But came round soon enough)

To quote Rafael,

"That was the best Halloween I ever had in my whole life!"

Hope yours was swell.

Amanda

not your usual 3 pigs

Once... in a quiet little village, there were 3 low environmental impact houses. One of straw, one of twigs and one of bricks.. (the bricks were recycled from a highly protested demolished landmark)

The owners of these homes returned from a day of shopping at the local organic farmer's market.

On the edge of the meadow, not far from the windmill, (which helped them off the grid) watched a lone, cranky wolf*!

The oldest brother was worried to see the lone, cranky wolf nearby. The wolf was well known in the village and not very well liked!

The youngest brother, the outgoing, extrovert, was not afraid at all. He bought extra quinoa and beets to help round out the vegetarian stew.

So there would be plenty to eat for all!

And the wolf would get his sugar levels back and wouldn't be cranky. He's pretty nice when he's not hungry. Sometimes, he even brings dessert.

la, la, la, la, la. Happy day at Pig's Hollow!

:}

* The part of the wolf is played by a character from Margaret's bookMaking Peg Dolls

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The Mermaid and the Pirate- a little tale.

Once... there was a Pirate, sailing on the seas. Looking for someone, something to share his treasure with. Arrggggg.

He often heard singing and felt comforted by the creatures of the ocean. 

A mermaid, who had been following in his travels came out of the water, just as the pirate looked down.

He invited her to be his companion to explore unknown lands and caves on a never ending quest for treasure.

She was quite excited by this and swam to the bottom of the ocean to collect some of her possessions.

And together, they spent their days sailing, looking and singing to the land, the air and the sea.

Have a good one,

Amanda

Also glad to be a part of The Magic Onions for Friday's Nature Table.
And Creative Friday at natural Suburbia