When we got back from our adventure in the south, I was so excited to see the the storm door on my house. It was an old door that was out at my in-laws that we had talked about having for a while. While we were gone my father in-law hung it. Finn loves to look out and wait for dad to come home at night...
This week Finn did a little piano recital out on the front steps...
I took this photo to send to Tosh to explain our day one day. It was too good not to share...
Finn's hair was getting long.
We could both use a trim and I could have gone to see Pawpaw but I decided I wanted to give it a try. Growing up with a dad who does hair, I am accustomed to haircuts on a bar stool in the kitchen. There was something fun about the idea of me doing this at home as an adult with my own child. With a family of hairdressers I have at least witnessed enough cuts to have an idea of what to do.I trimmed mine...
Doing my own was kind of scary, but I knew it is long enough that if I messed up to bad, dad or Jen could fix it! (and lecture me about trying to do "kitchen cosmetology.) I can't say that I would ever cut my own again. It was intimidating.
And Finn's...
Finn doesn't sit still for 2 seconds straight so it was a little tricky. It is far from perfect, but it is done. I think he looks cute!
I told him if he would be still he could go outside and play with a squirt bottle when we were finished...
Take my photo, and I will spray you.
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