You're HOW Old?

Happy Birthday Richard! Wishing you a perfect day and a WONDERFUL year. We're all glad we get to spend it with you!

Growing up, Richard's mother or one of his sisters always made him a fun cake. He still talks about them today. A birthday is simply not a birthday without cake for my rockstar (it's true, he was in a band when i met him), so I whipped up a guitar cake in his honor.

WE LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Can anyone guess how old he is today?)

She Still Fits

I remember the days when Sarah fit nicely in the kitchen sink. It was as though it was meant to be; the perfect match.

Well, she still fits. (sortof)

One Sunday morning, a week or 2 back, we learned this while trying to rush around, getting ready for church. Sarah's like clockwork; food in, food out, which is how I think it should be, but anyway. In our rushed morning we fed her, immediately plopped her in the bathtub, and had to immediately remove her. Luckily she still fit in the kitchen sink and she really enjoyed it! We have since started bathing her Saturday night, which I know is standard but Saturday nights always seem just as rushed as Sunday mornings.

What's a busy family to do?! :)

HER WISH IS OUR COMMAND

in addition to answering this question EVERY time by signing yes, Sarah walks around the house pointing to pictures of babies and signs please!

Stitch is scheduled to arrive the end of September and we are excited! And yes, it will be a surprise again! Sorry to those of you who think we should find out beforehand but we loved not knowing until the big day!

For those of you thinking I was eating way too much and exercising way too little, now you know. The belly certainly appears more quickly the 2nd time around. I'm going to be pulling the maternity clothes out much sooner than planned.

Is it Just a Bigelow Thing?

HAIR. I hate it. Just about as much as I hate the word hate. Let's start over.

HAIR. I really, really, really dislike it! Are my sister Lisa-Marie and I the only ones who obsess over it constantly. C-O-N-S-T-A-N-T-L-Y!

I love my short hair. Yes, the short hair I don't currently have. (I know most of you would say my hair is short.)

I think it's sassy and makes my personality spunkier.

Does that sound weird. Hair dictating personality? Truly, it's true. I am more me, less frumpy-dumpy when it's short.

The problem is this. I always get a little itch to grow it out.

My fear; that I will always have short hair. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but sometimes I feel ready for a change so I make the attempt at growing it out. However, it gets close to my collar and that's it. I've had it and am more than ready for the short hair again.

Then the worries start about getting it cut just right.

Chunky, messy, easy to do, not too long in the back but not too short either. There is a happy medium. Definitely.

Today I found myself studying all the mom's hair at the park. Most are long and flowing.

A few were short. They weren't the styles I want for myself, but they sure appealed to me.

I think it's time to part ways with my hair. Especially since most days all I do is pull it back with a clippie. That is not cute, trust me. But required most of the time.

Does anyone else stress so much over their hair?

If not your hair, what then?!

Latest & Greatest

Sarah has been signing "sleep" when she's ready for bed for a couple of months now. It's adorable and makes bed/naptime such a cinch. Well, lately we can't get enough of her new bedtime ritual. As we go to lay her down she begins waving, continuing to do so until we leave her room and shut her door.

DARLING! That's all I have to say.