Payton's First Haircut

This past weekend I took Payton to get her first haircut at Bella & Max in Bothell's Country Village. Although we just adore her baby curls, it was time to get it all evened out. And I wanted a day when her hair would look decent enough not to put it into pigtails!

All last week we practiced getting her haircut at home. I had P sit on the ottoman and I wrapped a receiving blanket around her. Then I turned on one of her shows, sprayed her hair down with a water bottle, then lightly brushed and played with it while she watched Mickey Mouse. After a couple of practice runs, she seemed comfortable enough to go to the salon.

So Saturday morning we got to Bella & Max and she hopped right into the pink car and let the hairdresser wrap the cape around her - like she was a pro. We popped in a DVD of Elmo and chop, chop, chop - off it went. She was the perfect angel, well other than the little freakout she had when the lady tried to trim her bangs. We took off about an inch all over and I got her first little curl in a tiny plastic baggie to keep. I won't lie and say I didn't get emotional... without her pigtails, my Payton looks so grown up!









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My darling little girl is getting so big, so fast! Only two months until she's 2 years old. God help us all!!

Learning the ABCs

Right now we're REALLY into singing. The ABCs are a favorite, along with Row, Row, Row, Spider (of the Itsy Bitsy kind), and Twinkles.

I was able to tape Miss P helping me sing the ABCs yesterday. She's almost got it. I already miss her saying "appletree" instead of "E,F,G" but it also means she's growing up. Oh how I wish I could bottle her up!

Splish splash

Ryan loves his baths. In fact, we get more smiles and laughs out of him at bath time, then any other time of the day.

He STTN!

I know this might be a little premature to announce this amazing feat my little guy my has accomplished, it might even jinx me for another month or two... but I don't care: RYAN SLEPT ALL NIGHT! From 10pm to 7am, I seriously had to check his breathing this morning when my alarm went off! He sleeps pretty good as it is, for the most part. Usually only waking once for a bottle and a diaper change. But YAY! I feel so alert and alive this morning, for once!

Just had to share. :)

3 months old!

Ryan is three months old today. I can't believe it. I can't believe how quickly time has passed, I can't believe how big he's getting, and I can't believe how much love I have for him and my little family.

Things are going well for the most part. Ryan is sleeping through the night more and more (I'm getting upwards of 4.5hr stretches between feedings), he's eating like a champ - up to 5oz in each bottle, and learning to juggle my attention between both kids is becoming easier too. It's a lot of work. A *LOT* of work. The nights that Andy is at the station and I have both kids is definitely the hardest. And now that I'm going back to work full-time, those nights are going to be even more taxing.

Payton is adjusting... She had a rough week, she got to spend two full days with her little brother at daycare and she didn't like it one bit. She kept telling Sharon our daycare provider "Baby, home!" and also crying a lot for me. It breaks my heart that I can't be there for her, but I know it'll make her stronger. She has to learn how to share not only her toys, but the attention she gets from everyone too. She's been pretty needy at home as well but I think she's starting to turn the corner.



"Huuuuug Brudder! Huuuuug Brudder!" And once we let her hold him, she coos smothers him with kisses until we pry them off each other.

And this is what happens if we don't let her hold/hug him. Oh what Fun!



And I wouldn't change any of it, not one bit.

Easter eggs

Last weekend the kids and I were invited to my friend Ashley's grandfather's farm in Puyallup. We were delighted to see so many eggs and the gigantic easter basket. Talk about Kodak Moments...!

Silent Moos

Payton is so funny, everything has to be on her terms. Everything. Case in point - this video below. (Nevermind the wardrobe - or the lack there of.)