Who Says Miracles Still Don't Happen?

I'm Hungry

Mason: I'm hungry.
Mom: Do you want a carrot?
Mason: No, I want a piece of cuttie pie Madelyn!

You'd Think We Were In A Student Ward

9 of the 11 babies born this year so far in my ward.

Yup, I'm Absolutely Out of My Mind Crazy

I bought one of these...

a cloth diaper.

Just one, just to see how it all works.

Before Madelyn was born, I bought a pattern and some fabric to make these. We will try the pre-made one first, then I will invest the time and effort to make them if I like them.

I've made a terrible mistake!

At the beginning of each month there are a few things that I always try to do, start a new budget spreadsheet, bathe the dog, get out a fresh pair of contacts, and I cut all my boys hair (Michael included). Today, being the first of the month was no exception. Warning the boys that today was haircutting day was received with moaning, grumbling, and bargaining for treats.

We started out with Reece who is going for that shaggy look. I finished up pretty proud of a job well done. He goes to look in the mirror and immediately starts yelling and crying that he hates his hair so much, he will have to wear a wig. Well, there goes one unhappy customer.

I bribe Mason with a Popsicle and finally get him to sit down for me. Mason's hair is easy, I have been cutting his hair the same for the past year and it is the same haircut I give Michael. I finished up, proud of a job well done. Mason goes to look in the mirror and starts crying that he hates his haircut. I wonder where he learned that? Two unhappy customers.

I had been telling Michael earlier that I wanted to trim up Madelyn's hair. I had heard that if you cut babies hair, it will come in thicker and more even. Michael was cool with that, and said to go ahead with it. I knew that Madelyn wouldn't complain about her haircut, so she was up next. I wrapped Madelyn up in a blanket to keep the hair off of her and to keep her hands pinned down. I also figured it would be easiest to use the clippers to get a nice even length all around. With Madelyn in one hand and the clippers in the other, I started to shave her head. Michael comes running toward me yelling "NNNNNOOOOOOOO", just as I skim the top of her head with guardless clippers. YIKES, those guards really serve a purpose, don't they? Well, what was done was done, I couldn't just leave her with a landing strip on her head, could I? I now have a completely bald baby, not a speck of hair on her little head. At least she didn't 'cry and complain about it, and she by far got the worst haircut of the day.

Michael opted out of a haircut.

Anyone know the number to Great Clips, and somewhere I can get some cute baby hats?