I don't know what to call this post. All I know is that I want to post something as quick as possible so that the previous picture is not the first thing you see when you pull up my blog anymore. I have such lovely friends, don't you think? I just have to say one thing, and forgive me for saying so; I will be happy to stop sporting the chest of a nursing mother when the time comes. Okay. Sorry for talking about my chest. Just had to say. Moving on.
Here is a picture of my haircut:
And now, I must report on two things that my children have said in the past couple of months I forgot to post.
Stomper is growing up and learning how to be funny with his parents. He was in the kitchen playing with a dinosaur. Troy playfully approached him for a massive tickle/wrestle/hug and Stomper pointed the dinosaur at him. He said, "Dad, I'm holding a t-rex and I know how to use it!" Troy got a good laugh out of that.
And Bitty. This is gross, but necessary to report. She was chatting with me and casually told me that you shouldn't eat other people's boogers. Correct, my dear. "You're right, Bitty, that's really gross." She replied, "Yeah, I tried eating one of Bundle's and it was cold!"
Are you sick now? Sorry, I just had to get that down for posterity.