This is worth the 10 minutes. It has changed the way I look at my world -- hopefully for the better.
Thoughts written here are not conclusions. I have many questions and few answers. Thoughts which differ from the ones I have expressed are welcome.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Bye Bye Curls
The back of Keenan's head was filled with sloppy curls -- just like his dad's. Sometimes they are really cute, and other times the cuteness is replaced by the image of hair that just needs to be cut. So we gave him his first trim today. I forgot to document the "before" of the back of his head (I did not cut anything except the back). But trust me that the only difference between before and after is that now he has shorter hair with no curls. (That's my disclaimer, because his hair line is wonky (like his dad's) and I didn't even try to straighten it out, as I think that would have made it even more wonky.)
Ok, here goes:
There wasn't a lot of hair on the floor, but I promise the before haircut Keenan really looked like he had too much hair on the back of his head.
Naomi sat in on the special occasion, and was quite distraught because I would not let her play with the camera. My solution to the problem? Start taking pictures of her:
(That is peanut butter on her mouth.)
She laid down inside the cupboard, so I didn't rotate the pictures.
And, finally, we started counting her toes and I just had to include it here.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
fun waste of time
My favorite finds on my time wasting websites (if you click any links, you will be leaving Google blogger):
1. From Engrish.com (posted on a sign) -- Grass is green because of morals, flowers are colorful because
2. (From a Thailand hotel, a posting of rules) Don't bluster annoy and trouble other utterly violate have to punish dismiss from Building and seize bail bond.
Halogen intestines salad
The Dutch cowboys dig up spell roast the turkey (Black pepper juice)
Cream trick grass milk-fish platoon
Annoys the taste turkey to approve Sm
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The milk-fish platoon spells roasts the turkey (Wild fungus juice)
I hope you didn't look at those links before lunchtime. . .
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Infatuation
A friend of mine always says how much she adores her kids. I admire that she says it so often. While they are awake, I don't often think of what a joy these little ones can be. But put those kiddos in bed and all I can do is think about how fun they are and how cute they look, and how proud I am for their accomplishments. So I now join the club by saying, I adore my children.
Naomi makes a mama proud -- potty training herself because I didn't dare to do it with all the craziness in our lives at the moment.
Here is Keenan eating a chicken bone. I know, it's a choking hazard, but we just couldn't resist his pleas for meat!
And finally, this is Adara, planking (sort of) on a pipe somewhere in Wyoming.
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