I shouldn't quit my day job!!

For the last three weeks, I have been trying to get my boys' hair cut.

Usually, this is not an issue.

Three weeks ago, I picked the boys up at the babysitter and ventured off to the hairdresser. God love her... she's so patient.

Anyhow, we get there and S usually wants to go first... well, not today! So A went first.

Once A was finished, S began to protest and didn't want to get his hair cut!

Because it's usually "Monkey See Monkey Do" in our house, Baby O then decides that he's not getting his hair cut either!

Well... when you only have so many hours in a day, you can imagine that this is driving me crazy. I decide to pick my battles and make an appointment for another day.

Another day comes... I take S and Baby O to the hairdresser. S gets up like a brave little soldier and gets the deed done.

Baby O? No way! Forget it! He still remembers about the protest last time and decides it's not over yet.

On to today... we try again.

What is going on here? I can't take this attitude. Picture a nasty little 2 year old looking at you and saying, "NO! I not getting my hair cut! Leave me ALONE! YOU NOT A BABY, I A BABY!!"

What?

So by now you've probably guessed it!

Yes, I had to resort to cutting the little devil's hair myself!

(BTW - DH is not impressed with my hairdressing abilities)

Baby O thinks it's the best hair cut he's ever had!

I don't think that I should quit my day job!!

Music to my ears!

I have this overwhelming feeling of joy/happiness/relief/confusion/frustration/elation.

My son, S, is now talking in full sentences. What did I say in my previous post? I predicted that he would be talking in full sentences by when, Christmas?

I am so happy, yet so confused.

This little boy is such a mystery to me and to every health professional who has seen him since March 29th of this year when he stopped verbally communicating.

I am so pleased to say though that he is now coming back to me. That's really how I feel... I feel like he's been a little lost soul for the last 2 1/2 months and he is slowly but surely coming back to me.

We walked into the sitter's house this morning. The idea was that he was going to go in and say "Good Morning" but he changed his mind in the van. He wanted to walk in and say "Luigi."

Whatever makes you feel good S, go for it!

So we walk in, he holds up his DS game and yells, "Luigi!!"

The sitter looked at me and I honestly thought she was going to cry! (sigh, sniff sniff)

She then looked at me and shook her head as if to say, "what the heck?"

I'm like, "I KNOW!!!"

He then ran over to the couch, hopped in between his two buddies and they started playing together.

What a beautiful sight!

Hearing his little voice is music to my ears.

Bubble wrap and hula hoops!

In an attempt to entertain our three sons, we've been trying to think of things that the kids will have fun doing (besides the trusty Nintendo DS and Television screen).

My DH and I both brought home a special surprise for the boys last night.

My DH's surprise: Bubble wrap (very large sheets)

My surprise: Hula Hoops

Honestly, it sounded like guns were being fired in my house as the kids jumped around and played on the bubble wrap.

And how funny is it watching three little boys trying to maneuver a hula hoop?? OMG - it was so cute.

Baby O was trying to be like Big Brother A... doing everything he could to get those hips moving! The "ula oot" was bigger than him!!

S was pretty red in the face by the end of it! He really worked up a sweat! LOL

Big Brother A was fantastic! He's a natural... just like his mama (chuckle).

So, if you're looking for some fun... dig out the bubble wrap or find yourself a hula hoop! You're bound to have a great time!

PS - It is a good work out... I can feel it in my abs today!

Note to self... I really need to work out more!

Sibling Rivalry

Question of the Day: When do kids start to really like each other?

We wake up in the morning... everything's great. It takes about 20 minutes for everyone to feel like looking at each other but after that, things are pretty good. Until... someone bumps into someone else, or picks up a toy the other person had last week (how did you know I was going to play with that again, just as you picked it up?)"Stop looking at me!! All you ever do is LOOK at me!! Why does he always look at me? Does he have to do EVERYTHING the same as me? He's being nasty, put him in a TIME-OUT!" And so the drama begins.

The saying "Two's company, three's a crowd" is so true. My oldest son and youngest son get along the very best. My middle and youngest, fight like crazy 50% of the time. My middle idolizes his big brother, who he often refers to as, "My best friend A," but his "best-friend" doesn't exactly like the attention... since he already has a best-friend, he doesn't feel that he needs two... plus, "brother's can't be best-friends!" He finds the attention "annoying." There has to be a point in time when this shifts and they actually start liking to spend time with each other... right? Perhaps around age 8? Oh God, please let it be age 8!! But seriously, I thought that having boys, although busier, was suppose to be less dramatic. I'm kinda thinking this isn't true.

One thing though... when it matters most... you can see the love. They are very empathetic with each other. If one of them is hurt, the other is right there, making sure that he's okay. My oldest takes care of the little ones when we're in a parking lot, or grocery store, keeping them in line and making sure they don't get out of sight. If Baby O falls down, S is running to me to get me to help. But don't you dare think about playing with that truck I was thinking about playing with yesterday... that could cause World War III.

PS - update from the plague... the house has been decontaminated and everyone is feeling great! :)