Hot-Headed

So around here we've been having a lot of sleeping issues the past week or so. Wyatt has developed some of his first fears of anything: elephants and bees. This has been part of the sleeping problem, but we were also starting to notice how hot and sweaty his little head was when he was waking up (or course that will happen when you bury your head in stuffed animals and blankets, in an effort to keep the bees and elephants away). So after one tiny little hour of napping today he woke up hot and his whole head was damp and I asked if we should go see Miss Jessica, our beloved hair stylist. He said yes, and then Mike chimed in "do you want daddy to cut your hair?" To which Wyatt said "oh yeah!"
Cut to a bit of background here; Mike has wanted to cut Wyatt's hair FOREVER! I haven't let him because I love Wyatt's little boy hair style that you part and comb. Mike's idea of a haircut is the same style he has, which is fine, but just so grown up!
Anyhow both of them grinning, the buzzing began! Wyatt was all for it and had a great time. Once I looked I started crying (just for a minute), there was no turning back, my little boy was going to have a big boy haircut. It's cute, but now I feel like he looks like a kindergartener rather than a preschooler. I am consoled by the fact that it will grow back, (maybe by fall when preschool actually starts) and by the hope that it will help him sleep better and be more comfortable over all. For your viewing pleasure we have before and after shots just to the right!

"I don't want him to pull my teeth out!"

Yep, this was Wyatt's first response yesterday when I told him he was going to the dentist, "I don't want him to pull my teeth out!" Not sure why he was so worried, Mike and I both recently came back from our dentist visits with all of our teeth, but somehow he had gotten this idea. After reassuring him that would not happen, he changed his tune to "oh, I don't want him to poke me." Poor guy - terrified of being "poked" lately. We chatted, calmed his fears a little and went about our day.Honestly I really thought he'd freak out and barely let them look inside his mouth before bolting out of the chair. However, to my suprise, he did great! He was reserved and still a little unsure, but totally compliant! They counted, scraped, polished, even did those yucky flouride trays and "Mr. Slirpy" - the suction thingy, didn't scare him either. The hygenist and dentist checked him out and he sat in the chair until they told him he was done. Of course, as at every good dentist office, he got to choose a prize, a red monster truck in this case, and he was thrilled with that and his new toothbrush and floss. Yes - floss - I have to say I'm not thrilled at adding this one to the bedtime routine. My fingers in his little mouth, drool spilling out everywhere, and likely he won't really want to stand still for it - but hey they've go to learn somehow!So, with the success at the dentist office we decided to go sticky up those perfectly cleaned teeth. Shh, don't tell the dentist - what kind of mother would do this!!!! I took him to get ice cream (chocolate peanut butter with sprinkles), and he got to sit and eat it at the ice cream store, which was a big deal! All in all it was a success!

Fearless

Last week we took the kids on our first little Hobbs family trip that was only us, and no extended family. It was also the first 5+ hour car ride and first time staying in a hotel room with both kids. All in all it went great! Aside from some false alarm poop stops for Wyatt (for which we sped from gas station to wide spot in the road to outhouse before deciding he really didn't have to go), the kids did great on the trip. Sleeping was a bit tricky as they found each other completely hillarious right around naptime and bedtime, but when the crashed it was hard. They also reconfirmed what we already pretty much knew - they have NO FEAR! The first thing we did when we arrived was go right down to the beach. We wanted to show them the ocean and we figured they'd be a little timid of the crashing waves, but no, they both ran as fast as they could right at it - thankfully Mike was right on their tails! Wyatt got wet but managed to stay up right while little Cora got knocked right over, totally covered in sand and cold water. It didn't deter them though, they had a fantastic time the next 2 days jumping waves and playing on the beach!

Pretty much what I guessed!

Yeah, I got a big "Holy Crap!" from Mike when I proudly showed him what I'd been doing while he slaved away mowing our lawn. He asked if people could now look him up on the internet and told me I'd killed his dream of being a detective (he was of course kidding and wasn't mad or anything). However, I am finding this fun, I love to play around with the pictures and layouts - finally something to do with ALL those pictures stored on the computer!

My first blog (what an odd word!?)

So I seriously can not believe that I am blogging! However with inspiration from my friends I thought I'd give it a try, I just love reading their posts so much and looking at their pictures. So I started thinking that this would be a fun way to share and store family memories, because I'd much rather type than write a journal and lately I haven't been very good at the photo album thing either. Mike has no idea - he's probably going to think I've totally lost it - but really I think of it like "online scrapbooking". :) Anyhow thanks to all those for the inspiration, we'll see if I can keep up with it!