Growing Pains!!!

CAUTION: YOU TOO MAY AGE WHILE READING THIS.
It is a little long.

When did my kids decide that they could start doing things on their own and that it was okay to grow up? They are both under the age of 3, but I am sadly realizing how fast they grow. As of an hour ago, Eston has learned how to climb out of his crib. Not so much a climb as it is a roll. He pretty much puts all his weight at the top of the crib and then leans forward doing a somersault over the rail and down. Luckily we have Sammie's bed right next to his crib. (This is because we had water problem in their room where the bed usually sits.) Now Sammie's bed has to stay there until we can come up with a solution. p.s. you will notice that Blue Baby has returned to her rightful place on top of Sammie's bed.

Although Sammie has adopted Blue Baby back into her life, she has come to the realization that it is fun to go places without MOM!! The other night my sister called and asked if we wanted to go see the movie Enchanted with her. I went to ask Sammie and she told me that I could not go and had to stay home. (Well, there you have it.) So her and Aunt Lindsay went out on a date. Sammie (without my knowledge) went into her room and put on her swimsuit skirt, her church shoes, and a pair of tights that she outgrow about 8 months ago, and came out exclaiming that she had made herself pretty, that I needed to make her hair like a princesses and that she was ready to go. We still had 30 minutes till Lindsay got there.

Eston had to jump into her picture(notice his long hair, this will come back shortly). Sammie looks a little like Maren Quist (a cousin, sort of) in this pic, but that's just my opinion. The report after the movie from Sammie was that it was great and she and Lindsay needed more alone time together. Apparently Mom is going to have to take Sammie on her own date.


For the last week Matt and I had talked about giving Eston a haircut. His hair was getting long in the back and was starting to grow a mullet. So on Saturday morning Matt took Eston into the bathroom to help him out. If I had known that a haircut would make Eston look several months older than he already did, I would have kept the mullet.

You can see all of Eston's hair sitting on the counter. It looks darker there than when it is on his head. Eston is a toe head (white-blonde hair) so on his head you really can't tell how much hair he has unless you are close to him. It's gone. He just seems like a little boy now and no longer a baby. Oh well, it had to happen eventually. Eston is mad because we won't let him play with his scrap hair.

So really this all happened with in a week. What will happen next? I shudder to find out.