Christmas is coming...

I can't wait for Christmas to be here! Actually, I can't wait for my sisters and Jeremy to be here. Christmas comes and goes very quickly but having family around for a few days makes it even more special. The Christmases I've spent without extended family, which are few, have been quite depressing. I'm glad that we'll have a few family members here for the next week. Golda and Jeremy are driving and then picking Allie up at the airport tomorrow. I'm soooo excited!

We have finished much of the basement just in time for our guests. The carpet went in earlier this week and we started setting up the beds last night. I have lots to do before they get here but I'm just relieved that the carpet is in. That makes the basement soooo much more comfortable and it will be great for everyone to have their own rooms. It will also feel a little weird because we've always been so cramped when we've had family visit. I've loved that we are all together, but it will be nice to have room to breathe this year! I've told them that they'll get their own rooms on one condition... they have to keep them picked up! This is a big challenge for them. lol You should see my room right now! I did much of the laundry yesterday as I was home with Logan, who has had pink eye this week. Now all the clean laundry is in baskets in my room, waiting to be folded and put away. That's probably pretty low on my to do list.

Today I finish off my Christmas shopping after work; we get off at noon today. Just one or two more quick stops then I go grocery shopping. Golda- I hope you know how hard it is to shop for a vegertarian! I have no clue what kinds of food you like to eat. I know we'll have fish at least once- Christmas Eve if you are here. I also don't know when Golda and Jeremy will be here as they will also be spending time in the Kansas City area with Jeremy's family and friends. I'm sure we'll have lots of fun with them when they are here and I'm looking forward to learning some new recipes from Golda! Hopefully we'll have time to make vinerbrods for Christmas breakfast too!

Merry Christmas to all!

The other son

I decided that it wasn't fair to only have posts about one son and not the other. So, here are a few things about Shane.



First, a picture of Shane before a haircut earlier this month. He would prefer to have his hair at least this long. Dad doesn't agree. This picture was taken right before Shane left for the haircut. When he arrived home he was greeted by 16 friends who were there for a surprise birthday party!

Next: Halloween. We see here a veterinary surgeon, a fireman, and batdog (vet's side kick I guess).




Last, Shane after winning first place (three boys raced) at the November cub scout pack meeting's raingutter regatta. The boat standing upright is the trophy!

Shaved pics

This is a good view of Logan's new bald spot. I think we may have tried to cover it with the surrounding hair by this point. It was early morning so he was tired and being bashful about what he had done.

Trying not to smile... too much.

The new look--hats to hide the bald spot. He insists his "hunting hat" is the only one that fits.

Shaved

A couple mornings ago, Logan, my youngest son was getting ready for preschool. Shaun, my husband, tried to brush Logan's hair and realized that something was missing when it wouldn't brush right. Logan had somehow "shaved" an area of hair about an inch or two wide and two to three inches back, right in the middle of his hairline. My first question to Shaun, when he got me out of the shower just for this, was "How did you not noticed it until you were brushing his hair?" It was very obvious.

The funniest thing about it (at least to me) is that Shaun asked ME how Logan did it. He hadn't even asked Logan yet! So, I asked Logan and, after being very bashful about it for a couple minutes, he said that he had found his scissors and cut it because it was bothering him. These were the same Fiskar's scissors that I had searched for the previous morning and not found. Logan didn't even know where they were at that time. When I asked him were he found them he said they were on his bed. Later that day, I also found a comb on his bed. He had used the comb and scissors (just like the barber) to cut his hair so short that Shaun thought he had gotten a hold of a clipper set, which he couldn't have gotten to without letting the dogs into the house.

So, that morning I took a picture, which I had meant to upload onto my blog for all to see. I don't have it with me today so I'll have to upload it later. We're tempted to shave Logan's head and give him a buzz cut, because this is the only way to really hide/possibly fix what he's done. It's so short that it might need to be totally shaved. I really don't want to do this, especially since it's soooo cold here now. I'm hoping that we can at least put it off for two-three weeks to let some hair grow there before we give him a new haircut. He'd just had a haircut three weeks prior to this incident so he really didn't need another one until around Christmas, if then. For now, Logan is wearing baseball caps and ski caps. For Christmas he might want a couple new hats, as he keeps saying that his baseball caps are all too small, except of course for his "hunting hat." Good thing the kid likes camo!