Mallory's fine baby hair causes a lot of crazy bed-head. So one day when it was looking particularly ratty, I assumed she had slept wildly. Well, combine that with the fact that we don't get up and moving quickly on summer mornings, so it doesn't get combed until noon or after. I used my fingers to try to smooth her hair and realized she had a big hard clump stuck in it. Great. Gum. Now, this chunk of hardened gum was right on the top of her head, and I started thinking, "How am I going to get this out without...



Yesterday at the grocery store I threw three packs of gum in my cart while simultaneously screaming in my head, "NO! NO! NO! What are you thinking?!" Mallory is banished from gum for a while.