Hair Do's and Don'ts

I cut Weston's hair the other night and discovered the only way to do it and keep Saydi happy (and most importantly - out of the way) is to let her make a mess too.

I'm sure there's a better way but in the mean time I guess these two rascals will just enjoy all the messiness they create. They sure do seem happy when they're doing it!

The other afternoon Saydi woke up from her nap and I went to get her and was startled to see the baby version of Mr. Grinch (who, by the way, when I first saw, I thought was so adorable that I told Mark I wanted my very own Grinch baby. Dreams do come true). The funniest thing about it was that her hair was not even in a pony tail that day. It was completely stick straight when she went down for her nap and this is how I found her. She thought it was hilarious to see me laughing at her so much.

Speaking of laughing - I had the best mother-son moment with Weston last night. I was bathing the kids and I'm not sure why but for some reason Weston and I were both looking at Saydi at the exact moment that she made the silliest face by pulling the corners of her mouth back as far as possible, opening her eyes huge, and making the craziest noise. Weston and I both died of laughter at the same time. Then he said, "mama, was dis?" and he tried to mimic what Saydi had just done and I just completely lost it all over again. So then I showed him what Saydi had done and he started laughing that hysterical kind of laughter where it's completely silent for a while and the veins in your neck look like they're going to burst. We laughed like that together for a good five minutes and my cheeks were on fire. It was so crazy for me to realize that he's a little person with a sense of humor already and to realize how much he understands. Of course, I also loved the fact that he and I were laughing at the same thing. He seems to have inherited my crazy laugh and also the way that I laugh over the smallest, dumbest things that to other people aren't that funny. Good times.