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Cut! Hair!
Earlier this week, the kids and I were getting ready for our days. I was running back and forth between bedrooms, putting away clothes and chasing down a toddler to put on his pants. Exciting, life-changing stuff. Somewhere between putting on his socks and finding a home for those freshly-laundered pajamas, the little man escaped to join his sister who was happily playing in her bouncer in the next room.
A few moments passed as I organized Nathaniel's closet before he came back into the room. With an excited gleam in his eye, he looked straight at me and announced, "CUT! EVIE! HAIR!"
In that moment, a thousand thoughts went through my head. He cut his sister's hair?! Good grief, is she okay? Did he injure her with the scissors? How did he find a scissors anyway? The panic started to mount and I dropped the laundry back into it's basket as I ran into Evelyn's room.
The toddler was on my heels as I went through the door to see Evie laying in her bouncer, giggling happily at her toy owl... with all of her hair intact. And that was when Nathaniel walked over to the hairbrush lying on the floor, picked it up and began to brush her hair.
"HAIRCUT, MAMA!"
If this isn't the source of gray hair, I don't know what is.
A few moments passed as I organized Nathaniel's closet before he came back into the room. With an excited gleam in his eye, he looked straight at me and announced, "CUT! EVIE! HAIR!"
In that moment, a thousand thoughts went through my head. He cut his sister's hair?! Good grief, is she okay? Did he injure her with the scissors? How did he find a scissors anyway? The panic started to mount and I dropped the laundry back into it's basket as I ran into Evelyn's room.
The toddler was on my heels as I went through the door to see Evie laying in her bouncer, giggling happily at her toy owl... with all of her hair intact. And that was when Nathaniel walked over to the hairbrush lying on the floor, picked it up and began to brush her hair.
"HAIRCUT, MAMA!"
If this isn't the source of gray hair, I don't know what is.
The Great Nursery Tour 2012
When I began to plan out the nursery tour post, I initially thought of photographs- lots and lots of images to showcase the work that's been put into our baby's room. But then the wheels started turning and I asked myself why I would do anything the easy way. After all, this was a classic opportunity to make things REALLY FREAKING COMPLICATED. So I decided to toss a video tour in for all of you too (despite the fact that working with iMovie is clearly not my strong suit), because you don't get the full effect of the room from the pictures. So here is the long-awaited nursery tour. I hope you all enjoy taking a peek into our home!
As a side note, I do realize that the video ends pretty abruptly but I would like to blame that on the fact that my iPhone keeps running out of memory to record new videos. That may or may not be related to the fact that I seem to be incapable of deleting old videos out of it's memory like Nathaniel's first steps or tummy time when Evie was still a teeny, tiny baby. At any rate, we hope you enjoyed a peek into our house. Stay tuned for more house-related goodness. Next up... the family living space turned master bedroom!
Not Sure Who Taught Him That But...
These days are filled with new discoveries and exploration, for both kids. It's so precious to watch them learn about the world around them- whether it means that bugs aren't scary or that we have fingers AND toes! While my days are filled with answering questions about why we can't ride the baby like a horse, I sometimes forget to incorporate lessons into everyday life... but I've realized that the toddler is learning them anyway. He's like a sponge, that one.
This morning, as we sat at the breakfast table, Nathaniel looked outside. He sat in his high chair, admiring the blanket of snow on our deck and promptly announced, "Snow! Melt... water."
I have no idea who taught him that snow melts into water or if he just figured that out for himself as he watched the droplets trickle away in the sunshine, but honestly, that kid doesn't miss a thing.
This morning, as we sat at the breakfast table, Nathaniel looked outside. He sat in his high chair, admiring the blanket of snow on our deck and promptly announced, "Snow! Melt... water."
I have no idea who taught him that snow melts into water or if he just figured that out for himself as he watched the droplets trickle away in the sunshine, but honestly, that kid doesn't miss a thing.
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