First Haircut x 2 = 1

Appointments made (check), appointments verified (check), camera (check), camera card cleared (check), battery charged (check), back up camera just in case (check), envelopes labeled for first clipping of hair and age (check), suckers (check), juice for Emma (check), everyone in the car (check) & finally the Frazier Four headed towards the salon (check).

You see, I had made these appointments a couple months back and cancelled because I was struggling with getting their hair cut, so this was the 2nd set of appointments. Something about it all made me a little sad, but I knew there was no backing out this go around.

We had been talking to Emma about it all week and she seemed super excited. "Seemed" is the key word. As for Gavin, he just goes with the flow and besides that only needed a few snips here and there. Daddy could have probably gotten the job done, but I wanted him to have it done professionally so we could document the big event.

I was so super excited that both of my babies were getting their 1st haircut on the same day, even though they are 20 months apart.

Upon arriving, the Big Sister declared that our Little Man could be first. Then she told me I could be first. At this point she started getting a little nervous, but we just kind of ignored it and Gavin and I got in the chair so David could get started. Daddy stood behind the lens and captured every detail. Gavin did great and just kept looking around.

He has an ear infection (again) so he was not our typical smiley boy today, but he sure was a good little client.

David was so patient and totally respectful of my wishes to just clean the stray hairs up that had made there way over Gavin's ears and sticking out of the back of his head. He also trimmed his little faux hawk up in the front. He was so sweet to catch all the little pieces and put them in the envelope labeled, Gavin's 1st Haircut ~ 1-30-10 ~ 11 months old (5 days shy of).

Hmm...the supervisor had decided by this point that she would go ahead and chow down on a DumDum and get a hair cut next time. I am not kidding within seconds of Gavin being finished she was well on her way to earning an Oscar. She was crying and begging not to get her haircut. She had already crawled up her Daddy's leg and made her mind up that there was no way she was getting her haircut. It was quite a scene to say the least.

There were about 10, very snotty individuals in there (that probably don't even like kids) getting their hair done and they were all just staring. Seriously, I did not know what to do so I took her in the bathroom and tried to talk to her. Needless to say she was so scared and she refused to get her haircut. Part of me wanted to force her to get in the chair, but I knew if I did the ladies around me might take their Jimmy Choo's off and throw them at me or I would be coming home with a ball headed child because she was screaming and would not sit still. I felt horrible for my hairdresser. We took up one of his appointments on a Saturday for my 2 1/2 year old to cry and walk out looking the same way she walked in.

David was so sweet to us and just kept saying, "She is fine, don't worry about it". Of course he was not going to charge us, I think he just wanted us out of there and so did all the other spectators. There was no way we were leaving without paying after that. Curtis just kept saying, "we need to pay, we need to pay". We took care of him simply because I want to go back one day soon. As for these kiddo's, they will be going to Snip Its from now on.

Well, so much for my big plans today, huh? Thank you David for giving Gavin his 1st haircut. As for Emma. she is still walking around with a semi mullet. Would you believe she just told me a few minutes ago that she wanted to go get her hair cut? I mean what in the world are we going to do with this one? I am here to tell you, we would be rich if we found her an agent and sent her to Hollywood.

Rough Morning

This "itty bitty" had a very tearful morning. Seems she woke up this morning and her diaper had leaked on her bunny. I immediately got some stain remover and started treating it and that is when the screaming and crying began. She proceeded to tell me she did not want the bunny washed and to please give it back to her. So at 6:30 this morning we put the bunny in the sink and Emma began cleaning him up (which made Mommy late for work).

It took a while to convince her to bathe him, but she finally agreed.

It was so funny to me that she was so upset about this, she is truly a drama queen. After about a 1/2 bottle of soap we began rinsing. It took forever to get all of the soap out of him. As soon as I thought I had gotten all the bubbles out and began rinsing, the suds would resurface.

When we got him cleaned and patted dry we had to put him in a ziploc bag and send him with her for the day. She refused to leave the house without him. Upon arriving to Mrs. Jenny's house, he was placed in the dryer. She just kept asking, "he will be like brand new again, my bunny will be like brand new again?"

This is one of those memories I never want to forget. This little girl had herself so worked up over this bunny. As for me, I can not think of a better reason to be late for work. Wonder what the boss would have to say about this one? I think I will just keep it to myself.

What will she be?

She has asked me everyday for 6 months and sometimes twice a day, "Mommy, can I be a firefighter when I grow up?"

Her Daddy found this dress up outfit for Christmas and she loves it. The girl can go from a fairy to a princess to a firefighter & a Dr. in no time flat. The floor of her clean room can be covered in dress up clothes in less time then I can put on a load of laundry and return, seriously! I would not want it any other way, she is the dress up queen!

Emma, you are such a dreamer and a pretender. There is no doubt in my mind that your critters come to life, fairies fly, you are rescuing dog~dogs around the world and chasing fireflies when I close the door of your room and tell you good night. I love the way your imagination runs wild, it makes my heart explode with JOY! Some things I never want to forget:

• You pretending we are at the nail salon
• Annie & Ying Yang
• Playing spa
• You coloring on my back with crayons and markers pretending to give me a massage
• Playing vet and telling your puppy to lay down for a catheter
• You and your Daddy playing Dr.
• Dressing up and flying around the house with sound effects
• Begging to be a firefighter
• You often tell me you would love to be a truck driver too!
• Playing school and you always want to be the teacher
• Cooking meals for me in your kitchen and serving up cookies in a flash

My hope for you sweet girl is that you will continue to dream and imagine that you have the key to the world hidden in your room somewhere. As for your future, I just want you to be HAPPY!

Word-filled Wednesday

Emma's favorite activity at Gymnastics. Why is it that a water fountain is so fascinating to little kids? She will pick this over the rockwall, bars, trampoline, beam and floor any day of the week.

Momma's Boy

You are looking at one big ole Momma's boy right here and he wants the world to know. This boy does not let me out of his sight these days. Yes, I am flattered and I love it and at the same time I am tired. Tired of not being able to get our of his sight without a screaming fit. I should record it for all to see, you would not believe it unless you saw it.

My MIL was here last night and she said, "I think y'all are making these stories up about this sweet boy". Hmmm...I beg to differ. He is a fit throwing Momma's boy and that is all there is to it.

You think this sweet little face might be the reason she thinks it is not true?

Or this one?

Perhaps it is this one!

Trust me when I tell you that this boy is wild, crazy and loves to have his way. I think he is going teach me what it is really like to be the Mommy of a ruff & tuff little boy. I am tired Little Man, I am tired. Thank you for loving me so much, it is a good thing you are so darn cute!

31 Months..going on Five!

We love you so much sweet girl. Keep smiling!

Extreme Makeover Home Edition

Last night Curtis and I had an opportunity of a lifetime and we enjoyed every single second of it. We got to work on the job site of a 6300 square foot house that is being built for a deserving family by Extreme Makeover. When I say the sight of this was amazing, I mean it was AMazInG! The most organized chaos I have ever seen in all my life. Something you would never believe until you saw it with your own eyes. Yesterday was actually Day 5 of the build and their were about 250 people their working very hard.

Here we are after we are all signed in on the shuttle going to the job site. We actually met a very dear friend down there that has been on site for 3 days working with the design team. We were called down to help assist with the nursery for the 2 youngest children who both have special needs. Upon arriving we got our hard hats and immediately walked on the job site to get busy.

After working on some things in the design tent, yes we were in the design tent all night. Not because of our talent, but because of my friend Lollie's great work. It was crazy. This tent was a high security area where they make all the special projects. I just could not stop looking around STARING at everything and everybody. (ha ha)

I was so excited when one of the lead designers that was in charge of the 2 rooms we assisted with said we needed to go inside and get some measurements in the nursery. At that time, we got to take a tour of the entire house, both floors, all 6300 square feet. I could hardly believe I was standing in a home that construction had started on 4 days earlier. Yes, they had demolition day too...that is what I call TEAMWORK friends.

Picture of the front of the house that a very special Mom & Dad will call home with their 14 children (4 biological children & 10 adopted...can I get a WOW!) Oh, that is not it...they have been living in a travel trailer since Hurricane Ike with all of these kids, 2 whom are on oxygen.

Yes, I am a rule breaker. Actually they would let you take pictures from the spectators lot, but not on the actual job site or in the design tent they call Art World. I got a few of both places, but I am not going to share them until after the show airs in March. I don't want ABC to show up on my doorsteps and take me away, my babies would miss me.

I added this picture after Ty said, "Welcome home Beach family, Welcome home"!

Needless to say, I am EXHAUSTED and off to bed for the night. It was truly a blessing to be a blessing last night!

2 Months Away

Happy 10 month Birthday Baby Boy! Your Daddy and I have said so many times in the past couple of days that we can hardly believe that you are already 10 months old. The time has literally flown by since we first laid eyes on you the night of March 3rd, when you decided to surprise us and come a little early.

You have changed so much in the last month and have become very active and a little wild. You are everywhere, into everything, pulling up on anything you can and chewing on just about whatever you can sink your teeth into (including us).

You have decided that you do not require much sleep regardless how your parents feel about it. We have had to make some changes as far as your sleep is concerned. We realized that you did not know how to put yourself back to sleep when you wake up in the night.

You have always been accustomed to falling asleep nursing. So, the last 4 nights you have gone to sleep in your crib all by yourself with no bottle, after you have nursed. Night one you cried for 30 minutes, night two for 28 minutes, night three for 16 minutes and tonight you only cried for 3 minutes. We are so proud of you. This was very hard for us to do, but we knew it was best for you and your sleep patterns. We did not want to put you to bed with a bottle because that would be one more thing we had to take away eventually.

You have accomplished so much this month:

• Drinking out of a sippie cup
• Quickly go from the laying down to a sitting position
• Turn toys off and on by pressing buttons
• Say night night
• Started on some solid foods (but you choke all the time, we constantly are turning you upside down and hitting you on the back)
• Opened your Christmas presents and had fun doing it
• Constantly SMILE
• Shake your head "NO" at us
• Belly laugh at your Daddy when he says funny stuff
• Took your first ride in the Bike Trailer while we rode through the neighborhood and you really enjoyed it (ended up falling asleep)
• Clap for yourself all the time
• Love to play with your sister
• Very unsure about the ducks Emma got from Santa, but like to watch them.
• You have become a real Mommy's boy, the last couple weeks you have not wanted me out of your sight and cry anytime I leave the room
• Have 8 teeth (4 on top & 4 on bottom)
• Bites like a Pit Bull (your Daddy told me to put this one when I was reading the list out of all you have done and asked if I had forgotten anything)
• Love to watch Noddy on TV ( I made a quiche for breakfast this morning and your sister ate it because we told her it was googleberry pie, like Noddy eats)
• Weigh 26 lbs, 29 inches tall & head measures 18 7/8 (you are a BIG boy)

Looks like this Mommy better get busy planning a birthday party for the cutest little boy I know.

Gavin, you are such a sweet boy with the best personality of any baby I have ever seen. People constantly comment on your smile, big eyes and how happy you are 100% of the time. We love you so much and could not be more thankful for the gift of YOU!

Thank you so much for adding balls, trucks, cars, work benches and boy stuff to our life. No how, no way could we ever imagine one day without your "ruff & tuff" little self!

Miss Independent