Three times and counting

Today, for the third time, Sarah had 10+ inches of hair chopped off to donate to Locks of Love. I’m so proud of that girl, giving up her long hair that she really does love to be made into wigs for children who have lost their hair to chemo or to other diseases. She isn’t quite sure about this hair cut yet – it’s a little shorter than she had hoped and while she likes the “feel” of the short hair (especially in our hot weather) she isn’t sure she likes how it looks. Thankfully, she has six weeks before school starts to get used to it and to have it grow out just a little bit. She does say she is really thankful she could help out those kids and so it’s all OK just because of that. What a girl. I’m so thankful to God for the young woman that she is beginning to grow into.

Here she is yesterday with her long hair:

And ten inches shorter:

So cute.

Oh, and on Monday I dug up some of my homegrown potatoes.

If you have never grown potatoes and eaten them fresh, you are missing out. I have never in my life tasted a potato *that* wonderful. I had a roast in the crockpot (weird thing to eat in the summer, I know, but my freezer is full of roast) and so halfway through I tossed these potatoes in there (yes, I washed them first) and if that wasn’t the best crockpot roast meal I have ever made. Absolutely a delicious roast, thanks to my friend’s parents’ cow, and melt-in-your-mouth potatoes, thanks to my Aunt Adie’s seed potatoes that I ever-so-carefully planted. Remember that post?

Literally, Ed is *still* talking about that yummy roast and potatoes meal.