Best part of Christmas? It's hard to decide ...
At thirteen months, Calvin Jesse's hair was nearing its limit. Sure, we could let it grow longer, but it was starting to get in his eyes, and the back was approaching mullet-hood at an alarming rate.
So I took him to my friend Morgan, who cuts my hair and who has a little boy of her own and knew what to expect. Calvin Jesse was a actually really quite good—he was a little startled by the process, but he sat pretty still for (almost) the whole time.
Afterwards, he wasn't exactly sure what had happened, but we all cheered and he became pretty proud of himself.
|And more after ... off to do more mischief now that he can see!|
Miss Lu has taken to reading food containers while eating them. The result is pretty hilarious.
Miss Lu: (While reading a Barq's rootbeer can): "This rootbeer is famous! And old fashioned! And science! [since]."
Nick: "Science? What does science taste like?"
Miss Lu: "Science tastes like rootbeer!"
She also recently completed her first time through the original Star Wars series (with Mr. Nick's supervision). Which led to the following dinner summation:
Miss Lu: "So, basically Darth Vader was good and then he became really, really bad and then he was like the Emperor's little helper?"