What Just Happened Here?

I know these pictures greatly resemble yesterday's pictures. Same room. Same child. However, since that time, my husband thought it would be a good idea to buzz cut the child's hair. That's not my idea of a GOOD idea. The child walked out and I winced. I can't help it. I will try to like it. Thoughts?

Another Haircut Under Our Belts

Friday evening was haircut time for the family - we all needed trims and cuts. So we headed over to Ashley's lovely salon.

We let Carter wander around a bit to get used to the place - haircuts are just not his cup o' tea. And that's putting it mildly.

We even started in on the snacks early. And offered him a lovely massage - he wasn't into that at all. He will learn. You just don't turn down a massage!

We got back to Ashley's station and Carter got a snazzy cape! But I don't think it was foolin' him. He knew something was up.

So, Ashley started with the spray bottle. He was quite leary of this.

Until we let him drink from the squirt bottle - it was clean water. And this picture below is the last one I was able to get during the haircut process. Bloodcurdling screams ensued and I had to put the camera down and it took all three of us to get that haircut done!! Sheesh!

He was NOT happy. He wonders why we keep doing this to him. BUT..............................

Then that handsome boy in the mirror came out to play!

And someone's mood improved greatly.

And he forgot allllll about that dang haircut. Until next time.

Weekend Recap

So here we are, at the end of another weekend. The last weekend before Thanksgiving. Where did the year go?! Here is my weekend update, picture style.

We started off the weekend with a new booster seat for Carter. His Grandma Michelle has one and he does well in it. So we got one (mostly for Thanksgiving) and have been using it non-stop since Friday night. He loves it. Daycare also uses it on the floor like in this picture. They tell him to "load up" basically, and he walks over and seats himself. It's so cute!

Then, Aunt Ashley came over and we got haircut numero dos. Which went over about as well as haircut numero uno. He LOATHES getting a haircut. Which, according to my mother, he must get straight from me because this was basically my same reaction!

So, my payment for the child's torture? I got tackled. Taken down. Hardcore. His knees are NOT kind!

We worked on our "I'm mad.....sorta" face.

We watched some local college football. With our cheesy grins, of course.

We played dress up with dada's hat.

And got shoulder rides around the house.

And broke out the rocking chair to watch a classic animated movie (Robin Hood).

We ate breakfast......which required each and every finger to handle one little Cheerio.

We laid down with Papa because he hurt his back. I swear, these two could have fallen asleep if we left the room for 32 seconds.

And the child found his new favorite toy.....the box that held the booster seat. He wanted to be carted around in that thing alllll day.

We cuddled with the dog.

And just when we thought the night was over, the child had to help unload the dishwasher......he has his own version of how this goes down.

Hair

I think I finally found the hairstyle that I am wanting for the wedding. It's simple, yet pretty, and I think it fits me and our style of wedding. I'm going to continue growing my hair out, and will be going back to blonde here soon. Yay! Eric isn't thrilled with is, but it's my hair, and I just prefer being blonde.