I scheduled my appointment early in the morning so that Hadley would be napping for most of the time I was gone. I didn't want to have to worry that she was driving her daddy crazy. Hadley is a tough little cookie to handle and is normally only satisfied if I'm in her sight. I showed up to my appointment about ten minutes early and since I was Vincent's first appointment he took me right away. I was super excited because that lead to an extra long shampoo! I always get a head massage when I go for my haircut and I could seriously just sit there all day. It was so very relaxing. I almost fell asleep until Vincent started asking how the kids were doing. What? I don't want to talk about the kids, I'm enjoying time to myself which doesn't happen often. Then it was time for the hair to be cut. I was sure to inform Vincent I wasn't a fan of the bangs he gave me last time so we needed to let them grow. The bangs he gave me last time were the biggest pain in my ass. I couldn't stand them and had to wear bobby pins everyday to keep them out of my eyes. They were those stylish bangs that swept across your face diagonally. But every time I blinked my eyelashes touched my bangs. I couldn't stand it! Vincent always takes his time cutting my hair. So after an hour and a half I was finished. I felt so completely refreshed. My poor hair was in desperate need of that cut. It is actually a little shorter than I was expecting, but I still love it. I think Vincent knows I don't get to the salon very often so he better cut it short so it will last awhile!!
As I was leaving the salon I looked at my phone and saw I had 2 missed calls from Trey. I also noticed that I missed these calls 20 minutes into my appointment. Uh-oh was the first thing that came to my mind. So I call Trey to find out what was the matter. He called to tell me that Riley had a poopy diaper. I'm not really quite sure what I was going to do for him seeing that I was getting my hair done! That's my husband for you! Is it bad that I enjoyed the fact Trey had to change a poopy diaper?? I seriously change 2 a day. So there is no sympathy for him when he has to change 1 a year! Thanks Trey for changing your daughters poopy diaper! Such a good daddy!