The Birthday Boy and His Boy

Happy 30th Birthday, D. We love you!

Babies' First Haircuts

A little over a week ago, we decided O was looking kind of mangy and needed a haircut. I decided to do it myself because, well, where do you take a five month old for a haircut? I was pleasantly surprised by the result.

C, on the other hand, has been needing a haircut for months. I've been too afraid to do it myself and was afraid she would cry and freak out if I took her somewhere, so we've been putting it off for a long time. Plus, she's my beautiful baby girl with beautiful baby hair and I didn't want anyone to mess it up. Who cares if she has a little rat tail in the back? Well, I was out shopping at Grapevine Mills today to pick up a couple of last minute presents for D's birthday. We walked past Mastercuts and I decided on a whim that C needed a haircut TODAY. I took her in and she sat there perfectly for the whole five minutes it took and even exclaimed, "That fun!" when it was all over. Fortunately, I had the camera in the diaper bag and was able to capture the special event to share with all of you.

This lady probably thought I was so annoying because I told her 20 times to just cut the rat tail and not to dare touch any of her curls. And, then I proceeded to carefully watch every cut she made.
C had the same serious look on her face the entire time.

An older woman was in there at the same time getting her hair cut and she asked me how old O was. After I told her he was five months old, she said, looking at C, "So, she's about three then?" Um, yeah, uh-huh, she's three. Yeah, that's some reasonable spacing of children. When I told her she was only 21 months old, she said, "Well, that's the best way to do it." I think so too.

Bye, bye, rat tail.

I can hardly recognize her from the back now.

Trip to Michigan

Well, we just got back a couple of days ago from Michigan. It was so much fun visiting my family and enjoying the 80-degree weather.

Here are a few highlights from the trip:

We flew into Detroit and spent some time in Ann Arbor. This is a family picture in front of the law school. It's so beautiful there. I would move back in a heartbeat (if it weren't for the winters).

Future lawyer?

We then met up with some of our friends at D's favorite restaurant, Sweetwater. It's pretty shady, but the ribs and wings are to die for. We used to go and split the above meal, but D decided he needed it all to himself. He was very sicky that night.

The next day we got together with my three best friends from high school and their families. I miss those girls. Come to Texas ladies!

We also got to spend some time up north at my family's cabin. C loved playing in the water.

O got in on the sunbathing action too.

Baby's first time in a boat.

Baby's first time tubing.

Lest you begin to think otherwise, our little life isn't perfect. There was a whole lot of this going on too.

A WHOLE LOT!

Our sweet little O.

C and Uncle Braton (my brother) became fast friends. He's at BYU and single ladies.

These two - nothin' but trouble I tell ya. They may look like friends, but C and Ella have a serious rivalry going on.

C could have spent the whole vacation in that Barbie car.

Great Grandma Bulson and O

O with his cousin who is three months older.

All of the grandkids at their Great Great Grandma's house. She turns 103 this month and still lives alone. Crazy.

We took C to the local ice cream shop on our last night in Lowell. I just handed her an ice cream cone and let her go wild. It reminded me of that paper towel commercial - "If you knew this would happen, but gave it to her anyway, you're crazy."

Plane ride home with sleep deprived 20 month old = a total nightmare.