It snowed. Again.
And I heard people saying (well, on Facebook I read it) that this was "good" snow b/c it was "wet" and would make good snowballs and snowmen.
Brennan must have heard that same chatter, because today he declared it was time to make a snowman. A big one, not a small snowman cafe as he'd done a few weeks before (he built five or six small snowmen all over the front yard and declared that they were at a cafe).
Bart, coatless, went outside and helped make a big snowman...as you can see, they succeeded.
And how sick is it that 34 degrees is now considered warm???
Saturday, February 6, 2010
My Snowmen
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Heart Breaker WINNER
#11: the caillouets! Congrats Jeni. I sent you an email.
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Friday, February 5, 2010
I Can't See My Hair!
Jackson has always been the one with longer hair of the two older boys. Bren has spikey, Jack has sleek. Bart likes Jack's long shaggy do. Me, I like it long, but cleaned up. Lately, though, it has been getting out of hand. Hair way over his ears, in his eyes, tangled up, etc. He was constantly pushing his bangs to the side, just as a little girl who is growing her bangs out does.
Then, one day, out of the blue, Jack says, "I want a spikey haircut, like Brennan." Well, I almost passed out...I mean, my baby with his cute longish hair with spikey hair? NO!
Aimee, of Turning Heads Salon, took on the task of cutting his hair, leaving it long enough for me to not have a stroke and short enough to give him the spikey do he was begging for.
Jack loves it. In the car he said, "Hey, I can't see my hair!" as he gazed upward. I asked if he liked it being out of his eyes and he said, "Yes, I just couldn't see a thing." He told me after his nap we have to spike it back up for Brennan to see it. I think his new hair cut looks very grown up and playful at the same time and is just perfect for Jackson.
If you live in the Omaha area and need a new stylist, try Aimee at Turning Heads Salon (google the site for a complete price list and phone number)...she ROCKS! She cut my hair on Wednesday and I love it! Tell her I sent you and you and I both get $10 off our visit...meaning your adult hair cut is only $18!
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2/05/2010 01:30:00 PM
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Thursday, February 4, 2010
Stair Stepper
Ethan is growing up so fast. A lot of people are sad to see their babies grow up, but not me. I much prefer the toddler/preschooler stage (even with its temper tantrums that come with it) to the baby who cries, shrieks and can't do things on his own stage. (oh, and poops in his diaper...I hate that part, too)
Recently (thanks to me letting him play with Hudson on the stairs at H's b.day party and E seeing how fun it was) Ethan has started to experiment more with the stairs. I used to be able to keep him away from the stairs with my ghetto gate, but he is now big/strong enough to push that large container out of the way and go as he pleases...usually right to the stairs. He climbs up fast as lightning and then heads to the bathroom to beat on the tub and scream at the top of his lungs, declaring his intentions of wanting a bath NOW.
This new "trick" makes me so nervous. I hate stairs and babies. I wish stairs came with airbags so when the baby fell down the stairs, he had a cushioned fall. Either that or a harness that could be hooked on him so when he got near the stairs, it was activated and caught him when he started to fall. (Think rock climber type contraption)
So far, he hasn't fallen down the large set of stairs, but he did fall down the shorter set onto ceramic tile. Talk about one fast moving mama to get him. If he ever did fall down the larger, longer set of stairs, I do believe I'd have to take him to the ER. Does DCPS understand toddlers exploring their limits and not listening to Mama when she says no? I sure hope so...so, for now, everybody pray that kid learns reverse as quickly as he's learned forward.
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2/04/2010 12:47:00 PM
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