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Showing posts with label haircut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haircut. Show all posts
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Jay was out of town for 12 days and this is what he missed:
My new haircut!
Joint bath time with less mauling than usual:
(first pony ride)
Monday, December 21, 2009
Frog Hair
I decided The Frog's hair has been getting quite long again, but have dreaded doing anything about it because he's so wiggly. I have visions of one wrong movement and getting a skiwampus shaved stripe through the top of his head, or WORSE- a missing eyebrow. Well, I did it anyway, and as all stylists to, I had to see what it would look like with product in it. Voila! Look at that model-pose.
Actually, he always pinches his neck while he sucks his thumb, or my neck, if I'm around. I can't understand how he can keep doing it! It hurts!
I think it's so adorable when he "reads" books on his belly like this :)
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Groundhogs, Squash and Minimal Hairs
The weirdest thing happened this week: Monday didn't happen. I'm not exactly sure how Monday managed to sneak off, but it some how got totally skipped! All day, yesterday, I kept filling things out to be dated 2/2/09 and was so excited to tell Jay "Happy Groundhog Day" when he got home from work and then when I finally did, he informed me of my erroneous thinking. Weird.
I've never understood Groundhog Day. It's definitely one of the weirder things we have pre-printed in our calendars. I'm especially fuzzy on how it makes sense that shadow = more winter. To me, shadow = sunny = not cold. Am I missing something? And, can anyone ever remember a time when the groundhog didn't see his shadow? (it is a he, right?) Did anyone's family actually celebrate? I'm thinking about starting some kind of absurd family tradition, to go with this absurd holiday. (I mean, we don't even get off work/school. What kind of holiday is that?)
Yesterday The Frog got his first taste of "real" food - squash! I had steamed and pureed some from my parents' garden, and it's been patiently waiting in my freezer for this moment. More patiently than I have. The Frog is quite a champ. I just mixed it in with the same amount of rice he's been eating and he downed the whole thing!! (well, except for the bits that ended up decorating his outfit, bumbo, the table, and my clothes) He's so funny- it takes forever to give it to him because he grabs the spoon as soon as I stick it in his mouth and then gnaws on it for awhile, until I can sneak it away. And then as soon as I get my spoon back, he starts sucking on his bib and the food that resides there.
He's very independent. When I wipe off his face, he likes to grab the washcloth and suck on it. I love this picture, though, because it looks like he's wiping off :)
But the climax, for me, is the end of my continual whining. I've been complaining about how much I want to chop off my hair, ever since it started its post-preggo falling out stage, and I finally got up the nerve to remedy that today. Here's a little before and after :D
I've never understood Groundhog Day. It's definitely one of the weirder things we have pre-printed in our calendars. I'm especially fuzzy on how it makes sense that shadow = more winter. To me, shadow = sunny = not cold. Am I missing something? And, can anyone ever remember a time when the groundhog didn't see his shadow? (it is a he, right?) Did anyone's family actually celebrate? I'm thinking about starting some kind of absurd family tradition, to go with this absurd holiday. (I mean, we don't even get off work/school. What kind of holiday is that?)
Yesterday The Frog got his first taste of "real" food - squash! I had steamed and pureed some from my parents' garden, and it's been patiently waiting in my freezer for this moment. More patiently than I have. The Frog is quite a champ. I just mixed it in with the same amount of rice he's been eating and he downed the whole thing!! (well, except for the bits that ended up decorating his outfit, bumbo, the table, and my clothes) He's so funny- it takes forever to give it to him because he grabs the spoon as soon as I stick it in his mouth and then gnaws on it for awhile, until I can sneak it away. And then as soon as I get my spoon back, he starts sucking on his bib and the food that resides there.
He's very independent. When I wipe off his face, he likes to grab the washcloth and suck on it. I love this picture, though, because it looks like he's wiping off :)
But the climax, for me, is the end of my continual whining. I've been complaining about how much I want to chop off my hair, ever since it started its post-preggo falling out stage, and I finally got up the nerve to remedy that today. Here's a little before and after :D
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