What You Learn in Cosmetology School!

So, today Brennen’s preschool class took a field trip to the cosmetology school on campus.  The kids have gone every year and have fun.  The girls in the school dye their hair (washes out when washed) and paint their nails.  Last year Brennen went with orange and black dye so he could be a jack-o-lantern.  This year he went with purple and blue spiked hair.  When I picked him up from school I told him that we would give him a bath and wash out the dye in a little bit.  He said, “I know because it washes out.”

After we had been home for a while, Griffin was sleeping soundly and Brennen disappeared for a few minutes.  Finally he came into the kitchen where I was and walks up to me like nothing was going on.  I looked at him and saw that the top front of his hair was gone!  I asked him, “Did you cut your hair?”  He replied, “Yes.”  I Said, “WHYYYY???” and he said, “Because I didn’t want my hair blue anymore.”  I told him we were going to wash it out in a little bit and he said he had already put water on it and the blue didn’t come out so he decided to cut it out.  He told me like it was the most logical thing in the world to do.

So, I had to wake up a sleeping Griffin (he never naps so I wasn’t too happy that I had to wake him up!) and lug them into the salon so he could have his hair buzzed.  I was afraid if she buzzed it any shorter that he would look sick so in some places he had bald spots showing through!  The women at the salon got a kick out of the situation and joked with us that since he had gone to cosmetology school he figured he could cut his own hair!

The photos above show his hair after his own haircut and after the salon hair cut.



After I got the boys out of the bathtub I glanced back and saw Brennen’s wet footprints on the towel.  I thought about how quickly they will dry and no longer be visible.  How quickly my children will grow and little footprints (and fingerprints on the windows and drawings on the walls and messes in the kitchen and cries in the night and …  ) will no longer be visible.  It was a good reminder to me that I need to live more in the moment with my children and enjoy them while they are little.

Spaghetti Head

We had spaghetti for dinner.  What did you have?

Cool Guy


Griffin isn’t a big swimmer.  He prefers to play on the side of the pool.  I am always concerned about his feet getting burned on the hot concrete.  I tried swim shoes but they gave him a blister so my mom suggested socks. He insisted on the goggles.  As I watched him run around in his socks, goggles, swim shirt, and red hair, I couldn’t stop laughing.  What a geek he looked like!  To me he is super cute, but I can’t wait until his future wife sees this picture!

Sugar Daddy


When I was growing up my parents worked hard and wasted nothing.  When my dad would fill up the gas tank and go inside to pay (way before pay at the pump was invented), he’d come out with one candy bar that my whole family had to share.  That was a splurge we all loved.  Frequently he would come out with a Sugar Daddy (a treat he enjoyed as a child).  When I saw this giant Sugar Daddy I couldn’t resist giving it to my dad for Father’s Day, and yes, we all shared it!

Summer Fun


We are so blessed to live near my parents who have a swimming pool.  We spend most of our summer days there.  I sat on the lawn chair today watching my kids.  Ella and Preston were swimming and Brennen was playing by the side of the pool with Griffin.  Griffin was sitting in a baby seat and Brennen was dropping water in his face over and over.  Griffin loved it.  I sat there with joy in my heart watching my two little red heads playing together.

The Joys of Spring


It was a warm, wet, spring day.  The kids were excited to go out and play. The older three went out while I stayed inside with the baby.  I went out to check on them and this is what I found!  In our backyard by their clubhouse, they found a perfect place to play.  At first I was worried because I knew their dad was going to be mad about the mud hole they created.  He’s pretty meticulous about the yard.  I quickly set that aside and grabbed my camera.  One of my favorite memories from childhood is playing in the mud with my brother and best friends.  It was so fun and the look on my mom’s face as we came to the door covered from head to foot was priceless.  Yes, their dad was a little mad but this was a fun memory for them too (it was fun until Preston got mud in his mouth!).