My Baby

This is the tale of a haircut...

Littleman's hair was getting long. I wouldn't say it was girlishly long, but on more than two occasions strangers had commented on my "baby girl". I thought that was odd when he was wearing carpenter pants, pirate shirts and called Zachary, but whatever. Anyway, that's not even why I cut his hair, because it doesn't bother me much that a few unobservant strangers thought he was a girl. I was inspired by CJane, who cut off her sons hair because she wanted to see her baby again. I realized how fast Zach has been growing. I had never thought of it before, but could a simple haircut really give me back my baby boy? It seemed like a long shot, but I decided to give it a try. For the record, Adam and I both think the short cut actually makes him look older. Darn!

Here Zach is trying to wipe the hair off his tongue. Good luck with that!

It is a cardinal rule among husbands and children that haircuts go better with the TV on.

(This is the scene where Nemo says "I hate you." I get this look a lot from Zach. Nemo didn't really mean it, though. Neither does Zach. I can tell by all his drooly kisses.)

Here is my photographer/water-squirter taking a self-portrait.

Kate is in the background waiting to squirt something.

The End.

Occulus Repairo?

The Harry Potter glasses are broken.

This pic reminds me of one of those commercials where everyday scenes look like happy faces. Except this face would be sad. :(

Does anybody out there know a simple spell that would fix them?

Or perhaps you own a mini-welder?

Either one would be fine. Thank you.

Anthro Love

My friend Genette is talented. So talented it's intimidating. Not that she wants you to be intimidated, of course, but she's amazing--it can't be helped. She designs purses and handbags for a high-end company named Lockheart. Before Lockheart she designed for Isabella Fiore (I liked them better before she left). Her designs have been featured in magazines and carried by celebs.

Here are a couple of purses she designed recently. Anthropologie loved them and ordered them en masse. You can find these in your October and November Anthro catalog. Aren't they gorgeous!

Frill-Seeker Satchel

Embroidered Heaths Bag

Vintage Love

We didn't do much today, what with the kids so sick and all, but I did have the chance to go with my mom and Katelyn to the Orland craft fair. Katelyn had a blast. She went from vendor to vendor, touching every piece of jewelery and interesting craft. She would've bought it all if she could...even the wooden snowman in the camouflage scarf that read, "Proud to Serve".

I fell in love with the old fashioned wooden cars, trucks, trains and planes. They were handmade and painted by a cute old man who was there with his adorable old wife, selling their adorable toys. I loved it all! Katelyn chose a Red Baron fighter plane for herself and I chose a blue logging truck for Littleman, with real (mini) logs.

They both love their new toys...

...but I still think I love them more!

Happy Thanksgiving!

We had an excellent Thanksgiving yesterday with family, friends and about a half dozen LDS missionaries. The weather was just warm enough that we were able to eat outside in my parents beautiful back yard. The trees were bursting with leaves in all shades of brown, yellow, orange and red. I feel like I am finally getting my fall. (Did I mention the weather was in the 80's when we left SoCal Wednesday? We're experiencing and endless summer!)

After dinner, the boys all gathered for a game of frisbee golf. My brother-in-law set up a course around my parent's 25-acres a couple years ago. It is one of their favorite pass-times when they are here. I also ventured out and caught a couple pictures of my Littleman, who LOVES all the space to run around at grandma and grandpa's. Sadly, all the cold air did him in. He and Katelyn are both coming down with something nasty, and are no longer allowed outside. :(

Today we ventured out for a little Black Friday excitement. Kohl's was a madhouse. There were people everywhere and the lines wound throughout the whole store. Katelyn got lost. She was with her grandma. One second she was there and the next second she was gone. Because it was so crowded and Black Friday, my mind was in a panic. I thought the chances were good that someone had snatched her. Code Yellow was announced over the speakers. I told the workers her description. I could remember every single detail of the clothing she wore that day. I had helped her pick it out myself. I doubt more than three minutes had passed (but it felt like an eternity), and they had found her. She told the worker who found her that she was looking for her mom, and that she was very brave. Then she helped herself to another complimentary candy cane.

After that big adventure we headed to the mall, where Katelyn met Santa Claus. After some hesitation and waving from a distance, she went up and told him that she wanted a princess doll for Christmas, and that was all. He gave her a coloring book and a hug, and she decided that Santa was a nice guy and not at all scary like she had thought.

Tonight my kids have fevers and barking coughs. Zach has rosy cheeks, which has my mom convinced that he has 5th Disease. That sounds scary to me, but she says that all kids get it and it's no big deal. Either way, I have a feeling that tonight is going to be a LONG night!