New Do

Okay, so what do you all think?! Isn't she beautiful? We didn't even get her permission. She cried the whole way to the salon.

The last time we cut Aubrey's hair was last year. The first time we cut it, we cut off about 4 inches, this time we cut off about 6 1/2inches. I was tired of combing through the snarls and fighting with her to do her hair everyday. So Yesterday I decided it was time, time to just chop it. Of course I got threatened by my mother because all little girls should have long beautiful hair. Aubrey's hair was beautiful, but only just after I did it, by the end of the day it was nothing but snarls.

I decided to try Cookie Cutters. It was such a cute, fun atmosphere. They get to sit in cute little cars and watch a movie. Aubrey didn't want to watch a movie or even look at the girl cutting her hair. See, he is her problem, Aubrey not only thought that getting your haircut hurt you, but that in order to get a hair cut, it meant that you would look like a boy.She didn't want short boy hair.

After it was all done and the lady got her to look in the mirror and told her how pretty she looked, Aubrey started to smile. She loved her new haircut. We had to go to Walmart and as we walked through the store Aubrey would look at me and say. "Mom, that lady (or whoever) looked at my beautiful hair!" Later at night she wanted to go for a walk so that "maybe when the neighbors go get the mail they will see my new beautiful hair!" She is so silly! Well, I think that she looks beautiful and we both glad that it was done.

What?? Already!!

I cannot believe that Zach is old enough to go to kindergarten! His first day was last week. He was pretty excited to go up until the moment we started getting ready and then he got upset cause he didn't want me to spike his hair. After I did his hair he walked out of the bathroom and messed it up. I had to do it twice before he would leave it alone! He had a tantrum and we had a hard time getting out the door, but once he saw the neighbor boy Michael out walking to school he was all excited again. The boys walked together, which took his mind of his hair.

We got to the school and I watched him play on the little playground until the teachers came out to get the kids. They had the kids all line up on these giant colored circles. I watched him walk inside the building as I held back the tears. I walked with a few other moms in the neighborhood and didn't want to cry in front of them all.

It was a big day and every mom worries about their kids. You want them to be happy and you want them to make friends. Zach seemed to do okay cause he has already made some friends. I love you Zachary! I am very proud of you want nothing but the best for you.

Jeffrey

My brother Jeff came into town for just a few short days about a week ago. He is living in California right now. He is a certified Harley Davidson mechanic and works in a shop there. He loves his job, but misses his family and we miss him.

While he was here, he came to our house because Zach wanted to show him how to play the Wii. Of course Zach was better than him at most of the things they played like Mario Kart and Guitar Hero. Uncle Jeffrey Stayed for a few hours and Zach just loved it.

On Saturday we had family pictures, which we haven't had since I was probably in junior high. Afterward we went bowling. Jenny kicked everyone's butt. I think it was just luck. On her first game she got nothing but strikes and spares. Good job Jenny!! (Blah blah).

Okay so after we played we went to Chin Wah for lunch, on our way back to the cars, Jeffrey felt something on himself and looked down to his shorts and noticed he was wet and it stunk!! Did he just have an accident and not even notice?? Well then Matt noticed something all over his shirt. AAAHHH! We shortly discovered that is was baby poop. Jase had a horrible blowout and no one noticed until then. Jeffrey and Matt were covered! It was so funny!

Jeffrey had to leave after only a few days. We had a good time and my kids love their Uncle Jeffrey. We are going to miss him!!! Love you!!

My Mollie Munchkin

"I'm just not gonna live in this house anymore!"

Yesterday Aubrey wanted something to snack on and asked what we had. I told her to go and look. She said "but I just don't know". So again, I told her to go look. She had a tantrum and said "I'm just not gonna live in this house anymore!" I said OK! Where are you gonna go? She started to name off names (like friends and neighbors) and I told her that they don't want naughty girls living with them. She said "how about Oma & Papa's?!" So I told her to call. She picked up the phone and called Oma and asked if she could come over for a little bit. Oma told her that Papa was sleeping and she said that she would be real quiet. When she got off the phone I told her she better go pack her bag because she was going to need clothes and other things. She went upstairs and came down about 15 minutes later with her backpack. I was busy doing something and told her I would take her to Oma's later. I was curious to know what a 4 year old would pack to move away and this is what we found.



She said she forgot her blanket and went back upstairs to get it. She came back down and said it was too big for her backpack and that she was just going to pack movies instead. I asked her how she was going to stay warm while she slept and she said "Oma has two pillows, I can sleep with her". When we asked why she just didn't want to stay there she said that she just wanted to go to Oma's. Zach said "Well, Aubrey, your family will miss you!" She said that she was just going to be gone "this many days" (while stretching her arms out wide). She kept asking through the night when it was time to go but once it was time for bed she must have forgot because she didn't mention it anymore. Such a girl!

Mollie

Here are some pictures of Mollie and the kids!

Running out of Womb

Okay, so could she get any bigger! We took this picture one week before I was scheduled to be induced. Just so you could see how big my belly is, we all put our hands on my belly. This baby is huge. Of course it pays off to have gestational diabetes because I didn't gain hardly any weight, just baby. Imagine if I were able to eat everything I wanted how big I would have been, aaahhh!