We started with Thunder.
We ended with a first hair cut.
It was all sorts of Gwen Stefani (bananas, get it?).
The 411 on our week.
|No pictures please. Jeesh.|
|Learned to use a straw. Had his first cold. Had his first juice box. He thought he was the cat's meow here and a total Caroline (poop don't stink. C'mon).|
|I asked Chuck if he could pick up Sam's toys.|
Instead, Chuck diapered the naked baby.
|We are rockin' the Clek Foonf and loving life. This thing is huge. It's expensive. Do not judge me. We got it on a considerable sale making it only slightly expensive as opposed to obscenely expensive.|
|I was trying to explain the term "Mother's Helper" to Sam.|
|I am sorry, but where is the baby? Seriously. Where did the baby go?|
|Auntie Libby!!!!!! Libby and I had a very crucial meeting on Monday regarding the Teen Wolf situation in Beacon Hills. Sam may have been sent to bed early.|
|The smoothie may have gotten a little out of hand.|
|And same with the rest of this lunch. So we aren't clean eaters. Sue us.|
|Flour play time.|
|This gem from 2006 ended up on my phone (I needed it as part of the celebration for PK's 60th). It begs to be posted even though it didn't happen this week.|
|Thunder didn't come back but the tree guys did. They brought the stump grinder and went after it. Sam was beside himself.|
|Remember my rant earlier about the devil horn tufts? I put all my hair in a time out and chopped it off. OFF. Done. At least this way it's all short so my preschool faux bangs don't stick out as bad.|
|More from short hair land.|
|I am sorry if this is your car, but this is the worst one I've ever seen. EVER. This offends me on so many levels.|
|I said we ended the week with a hair cut. Here it is. Such a little gentleman. He did great. Sam did pretty good too. See what I did there?|