I know that my two year old son shouldn't have hair this long, but the curls are just so adorable! Of course they only look like this after a bath.
If I don't get his hair wet in the morning and add a little product.....
it looks like this.
And after a few comments about my cute little girl, I knew I needed to bite the bullet and take him to the salon. (And I know that Lydia's hand me down pink bib isn't helping things.)
The stylist asked me if my little girl could sit alone in the barber seat. Nice.
So now we have this. I do miss the curls, but he is still the sweetest boy I've ever known.
If you follow my personal facebook, you may have seen this update:
"Tonight during family prayer, Collin wanted to say it all by himself. It started good, "Dear Heavenly Father, please bless mommy, daddy, me and Liddy...." then apparently the scene of us all kneeing together was to much of a temptation and he started running around hitting our heads yelling "duck, duck goose!"
Our hysterical laughing wasn't the most spiritual, but I have a feeling God has a great sense of humor."
As I'm typing this I am just finishing up the ultimate "I No Work Today" day. I started my book club book "One for the Money" at 1:30pm and finished it at 9pm. Collin took a three hour nap and I flopped down on my bed and didn't get up until he woke up. I let the kids jump on my back as I laid prostrate, reading. I did feed my kids their veggies, but Shane was out of town so I neglected the cleanup (for all three meals) and instead of regular meals, ate my box of valentines chocolate and a huge diet coke. Like the whole box. I never want to see chocolate again.
I've never said that in my life, so you know it was bad.
Yesterday I started my last week of Couch to 5K, so I will run off a few of my chocolate indulgences.
At least I'm telling myself that.
I'm still in my pajamas. It's almost 10pm.
Shane will be home in an hour.
I could go clean up the kitchen.
Or I could lay here and watch Downton Abbey.