I am growing older too, recently I have been finding numerous silver hairs- in the front and in my part where others could see them too! YIKES. Age doesn't bother me, but I am not yet ready to have salt and pepper hair. I took an hour of "ME" time the other day, it included a trip to Target where my purchases were: dark chocolate peanut M&Ms, mascara, hair dye, beef jerky (for a care package we are putting together for our friend Ryan in Iraq) and Thermos water bottles with Shrek on them for the kids. My hair is now "dark chocolate" but it has some reddish tint to it. Not much of a difference but it did do the trick, no sightings of those pesky silvers since.
A conversation in our car the other day went like this: G "can daddies be teachers?" she has some strange idea about who can do what. Me "Yes! Moms and Dads can do all the same things, they can both be teachers, doctors, firefighters, chefs, fix things, etc." G- "I want to be a cement truck driver when I grow up!"
Gabby as of yesterday is signed up to take ballet at the rec center. It doesn't start till the middle of October, but we are very excited about it. She writes MOM and "Gabelle" all the time. over and over, in a rainbow of colors. She is on to the second Harry Potter book with her dad. Her legs are so long..."they go all the way from her buns down to her toes!"
Elliot is a growing machine. His feet have grown 2 sizes since April... just found another pair of shoes in the closet that I bought before he was born that his feet will only squeeze into for a little bit longer. Sunday was a rainy, cool day. We had big plans for going bowling with our buddies. I searched E's drawer trying to find suitable pants for him to wear... most are highwaters and on their way out of the house. He was playing, came out from behind his curtain, tripped and fell. His sweet chubby cheek met the corner of his pants drawer that I was sorting. Poor boy has a little gash and what is sure to be a gnarly bruise.
Football is his favorite, without any provoking. He is a strong beast, ran and tackled his BIG sister. He patted his head, I said, yes that's your head. he got the alphabet placemat he was studying, used his pointer finger and found letter 'H' and pointed to the HAT and then his head! Brilliant. All 4 molars are in.. and as of yesterday I see what looks like another tooth busting its way in!
Together these two will eat me out of house and home SOON!
Oh and the Mr is currently growing a mustache! It's a bonding thing with the guys at work. Hilarious.
speaking of hilarious, these two do silly faces on command.
We are enjoying the early fall, going to Trashmore after nap to run the mountain and enjoy the gorgeous weather. Today doesn't really classify as fall, it was 92*
2 comments:
Great blog Sarah, I love hearing more about what's going on in your lives (: Poor E vs. the sock drawer. Glad to hear he's made of tough stuff though (;
Post a photo of Clay and the mustach pllllleeeeeaaaaasssseee ???
Gorgeous pictures Sarah! I need to sit down with that web site soon!
Your kids are so beautiful and smart. They are lucky to have such a great momma!
I want a picture of the "stash!"
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