Chop!

Have any of you seen Nic lately? He's hard to catch at home (just ask me and Norah) but have you seen his hair? His hair has taken on a life of its own.

Exhibit 1:

Exhibit 2:

And exhibit 3:

Out of control right?

He finally got a haircut yesterday. This is the first picture he sent me:

Ewwwww!

And want to know possibly the worst thing he has ever said to me in my entire life? He told me that I need to crochet a squirrel because he has the perfect tail for it. Ahhhhhh! Does that make you gag like it did me? Why would he say something like that out loud? And why would I share that on the Internets? Both are very good questions.

Here's the "after" photo he sent while he was still at work:

That look on his face is very similar to the one that Norah had when she first saw him this morning: a little unsure and kind of confused about the missing hair.

I think both of them are adorable.

Warming up

Last summer was a lot of trying to figure out this parenting thing, get some sleep, and not feel fat anymore. This summer is going to be much, much better. Like, so much better.

We tagged along with my family to St. George for Memorial Day. We swam, visited with Granny and Grandpa Wilcox, played cards, and a lot of stuff that I didn't take pictures of. My dad did capture me and Norah enjoying the ride down:He also took my new favorite picture of all time:
Norah's hands are always too busy to to carry things. That's what her mouth is for.We also got a chance to go boating one weekend. Don't let her squint eyes fool you; Norah had a blast, which means that so did everyone else.


She got quite a thrill from standing and looking over the edge. I blame Nic for her lack of fear.






This past weekend was a bust, what will all the sickness and the vomiting. But you guys, we are going to have such a fun summer. Right?