I really don't know what I need to write about...just feel like I should write something as it has been three weeks since my last post. So...I'm going to try to re-tell a recent funny story with the kids.
Kendall's haircut:
One evening, about 30 minutes before Jeff got home from work, I was trying to encourage my kids to get their rooms cleaned up as they were horrible. I know that Jeff is better able to relax at home after a long day if the house isn't a complete disaster. Anyway - I am in Kendall's room helping her clean up and am on the floor in front of her dresser picking up small pieces of paper that had been cut out of "snow" she had cut out. As I brush my hand under her dresser to get a piece of paper, my hand comes out with a little bunch of about 2 inch long hair...Kendall colored hair. "Kendall honey, did you cut your hair?" I ask her. At this point, I look over at Kendall and she looks at me, looks at her bed, looks at me, looks at the door to her room. I can see the wheels turning in her brain...trying to figure out what she will get in trouble for more: 1) cutting her hair or 2) telling me she didn't cut her hair when she can plainly see that I have a little tuft of it in my hand. I ask her again, "Did you cut your hair honey?" "Uh huh?" was her reply. Trying to stifle my giggling, I say "Sweetie, I'm not mad at you, but did you cut it?" "Just a little bit," she almost whispers. "Where did you cut it?" I only ask her this because I honestly hadn't noticed any difference over the last couple of days. "Right here," she says motioning to the hair in front that just barely touches her shoulder (which is layered towards her face just a little). "And a little on this side, too." She is kind of fidgeting at this point and I can tell that she is reading herself for me to lecture her or get angry. Thankfully, God had given me the gift of a sense of humor at that very moment, so I just tell her that I'm not angry at all, it is her hair and if she wants to cut it to just let me know and I'll either help her or we will go see our hairstylist to have her help us. Kendall is pleased and we continue cleaning. Then I scoot my hand under her dresser again, and this time come out with the same amount of hair...but this time very coarse and jet black. Keep in mind that NO ONE in my family had hair that dark...not even the dogs. So I ask her, "Honey, did you cut one of your Barbie doll's hair too?" She stops and has that same look of "uh oh...what do I do here" on her face. "No, Mommy. Remember, my hair is getting darker and darker." At this point it is all I can do to not bust out laughing...
Kendall's haircut:
One evening, about 30 minutes before Jeff got home from work, I was trying to encourage my kids to get their rooms cleaned up as they were horrible. I know that Jeff is better able to relax at home after a long day if the house isn't a complete disaster. Anyway - I am in Kendall's room helping her clean up and am on the floor in front of her dresser picking up small pieces of paper that had been cut out of "snow" she had cut out. As I brush my hand under her dresser to get a piece of paper, my hand comes out with a little bunch of about 2 inch long hair...Kendall colored hair. "Kendall honey, did you cut your hair?" I ask her. At this point, I look over at Kendall and she looks at me, looks at her bed, looks at me, looks at the door to her room. I can see the wheels turning in her brain...trying to figure out what she will get in trouble for more: 1) cutting her hair or 2) telling me she didn't cut her hair when she can plainly see that I have a little tuft of it in my hand. I ask her again, "Did you cut your hair honey?" "Uh huh?" was her reply. Trying to stifle my giggling, I say "Sweetie, I'm not mad at you, but did you cut it?" "Just a little bit," she almost whispers. "Where did you cut it?" I only ask her this because I honestly hadn't noticed any difference over the last couple of days. "Right here," she says motioning to the hair in front that just barely touches her shoulder (which is layered towards her face just a little). "And a little on this side, too." She is kind of fidgeting at this point and I can tell that she is reading herself for me to lecture her or get angry. Thankfully, God had given me the gift of a sense of humor at that very moment, so I just tell her that I'm not angry at all, it is her hair and if she wants to cut it to just let me know and I'll either help her or we will go see our hairstylist to have her help us. Kendall is pleased and we continue cleaning. Then I scoot my hand under her dresser again, and this time come out with the same amount of hair...but this time very coarse and jet black. Keep in mind that NO ONE in my family had hair that dark...not even the dogs. So I ask her, "Honey, did you cut one of your Barbie doll's hair too?" She stops and has that same look of "uh oh...what do I do here" on her face. "No, Mommy. Remember, my hair is getting darker and darker." At this point it is all I can do to not bust out laughing...
Sad thing is...I've actually had quite a few funny stories lately that I've told Jeff in the evenings after kids are in bed...but unfortunately my brain isn't working right now and I can't remember a thing. ARGH! I'll probably remember something as soon as I turn off the computer for the night... I need to keep a little notepad by the bed so I can jot down notes and re-tell them here. (Yes Mom...I know...you are right...I should have posted the stories the same day they happened so I wouldn't forget...)
So - here are a few pictures of our happenings lately to tide you over until I return.
After spending a near fortune on new rain gear for the kids (rain jackets, boots and umbrellas to match), I let the kids play in the rain and puddles one afternoon. So fun!
Kendall is done with pre-school!!! This is a picture of her very last day...compare it to this one (here) of her very first day. WOW!!! Can't believe she was ever that little!!!
This is Kendall and one of her teachers, Ms. Smith. Kendall will miss you!!!
And here is her "Graduation" picture.
And last but not least...We got a BOAT!!! We have been out on it several times and are going out again this coming weekend with my folks. Here are a few pictures from different times (and bodies of water) we have been on it so far.
