Rapunzel

My husband, like 90% of the male population (just a wild, but probably pretty accurate guess on the %), prefers long hair. Right now, my locks are long and to him, I am guessing luscious. Tonight I am going to get 'em all chopped off. Or at least significantly shortened.

I ran into some friends today and mentioned that I was going to give my hair the ax.

"What about Michael?" they asked. "Doesn't he prefer you with long hair?"

I found myself giving them all of my many reasons for wanting my hair gone: it is all over the house and is disgusting me...our shark cordless vacuum looks like it swallowed a human head with all of my nasty hair tangled in the brushes, Lucas tugs at it (lovingly, but quite annoying none the less), eats it playfully and while doing this gets his snot, food or whatever is on his face in my hair, Emily spits up in it and pulls it not so lovingly, I feel like I am living in the 90's with my same long, straight hair as in high school (I like to change it up every year or so),it finds its way onto the dinner table, wrapped around my children's fingers and toes, and I am starting to feel like I look like a neanderthal woman all weighed down and bushy.

Some good reasons for sure. But my friends question got me wondering, am I being selfish by not wanting to be pleasing to my husband? Should I keep it long so that he will find me most attractive?

My Favorite Day Part II

We had another wonderful time together as a family on Sunday afternoon. The weather was absolutely perfect out (70's, breezy, sunny and no humidity) so we took a late afternoon walk to a park and down a nearby trail.

Lucas, who often wants to be held instead of walking on his own, had a blast and ran for a good 1/2 mile or so with me (that's my boy!!). He also had fun exploring hills, trees, puddles and a creek with daddy and mommy.

Emily sat upright (normal) in the stroller for the first time, rather than in her car seat and attached in. She seemed to enjoy herself, but then fell asleep for the last half of the walk until a barking dog woke her up.

Why can't all days be this marvelous? I suppose if they were, I wouldn't appreciate them as much.

Playtime!

Energized

Well, I am starting to get back into a running groove. It seems that I need to with an impending marathon (less than 8 months away). This week I checked a training schedule online to see where I should be at this time and saw to my horror that I should be running 4-5 times and approximately 25 miles per week. Oh yeah right. That has NOT been happening, nor do I really see that rigorous of a schedule being too feasible with 2 little ones, but...I've got to do something to train.

My new sick plan is to run first thing in the morning. Evenings weren't happening with my parter's new work schedule. Tuesday she and I met at 5 am and today we moved it to 5:20 so we could sleep in a bit(5 was freakin' insane, you have to wake up at 4 something to get dressed, though she was smart slept in her running clothes).

Exercise is supposed to give you energy, right? Not me, at least not this week. I have been feeling totally drained, bleary and impaired most of the day. I hope that I can start to adjust to this new schedule soon. For now it is kicking my tail.

Easter Update

So, here we are looking spiffy for church on Easter Sunday (everyone except me that is--I was working in childcare and knew that I would get snotted on).

We had a super Resurrection day--Easter baskets, candy and Easter bread in the morning, church, naps for all of us;) and a lakeside picnic with friends and neighbors in the late afternoon. We also had an Easter Egg hunt with the same neighbors in our yard the day before.

On the homefront, we are currently in escrow on the sale of our old place. We received an offer about a week ago and accepted it after figuring out the financing over the weekend. Why do we need to figure out the financing if we are selling, you may ask? Sadly, we are selling the place for below what we bought it for which forces us to bring a big check to closing (to pay off our loan, pay commissions and all those blasted closing fees). Today, we found out that 1/2 of our financing is falling through because our new place is currently on the market. Ahhhh, the saga continues...We are so ready to be done with all of this and hopefully still have a place to call home in the end. Please pray for this situation.

Big Girl

A week ago today, my little Emily turned six months old. She's halfway to a year already. Wow, it really flies.

What's new with her now that she is such a big girl? Well, she eats solid food at last (only rice cereal so far) and seems to tolerate it. She is still sleeping pretty great at night. Last week she awoke in the middle of the night for the first time in months! And most mornings she sleeps in (compared to her brother for sure) until 6:30 or 7. I certainly can't complain about that. Her sleep is also finally occurring in her crib now, after almost 6 months in a playpen (the crib was at the old house for staging). She's rolling and bearing weight on her legs. I think that she will be sitting up any day now, too. She tries to whenever she is in a reclined position, such as in her bouncy chair or high chair. Emily also screams when she laughs, which is just how her Aunt Katie used to laugh. So cute! No teeth yet, though she has been drooling like crazy and chewing on everything in sight for months.


Today I bought her her first pair of patent leather shoes and a beautiful pink Easter dress to go with them. It is certainly fun dressing a little girl for a change! Even if she will most likely try to stick her patent leather clad toe in her mouth. Mmmph.