I tamed the mane!

If you read this blog a long time ago, you know that I really wanted my daughter to have curly hair like mine. Lynnie’s hair is beautiful, but it’s pretty straight. Her brother, however, has super curly hair. I love his hair. Like, I really love his hair. But it definitely needed to be tamed.

Last summer we took both kids to get their hair cut for the first time together. Yeah… I waited until Lynn was already 3 before getting her hair cut, and we haven’t touched it since. She does so well sitting still for me to brush it, and her daddy and I both really love her hair long. But I digress.


The joy of new snow boots

Apparently my daughter shares my love of new shoes. Like all good moms, I waited until after the first major ::ahem:: snowfall of the year to buy new snow boots. My poor baby had some very cold feet when I picked up her from daycare earlier this week because her tennies got soaked when we had about two inches of snow. Since then, she has informed me each day that she needs new snow boots.

So today I swung by the store after work on my way to pick the kiddos up from daycare and purchased a pair of pretty fabulous pink snow boots. I spent a little more than I wanted to, but they have a nice thick black sole/toe along with a warm fuzzy inside, and they’re pink. So really, what choice did I have but to get them for her?


My little trooper travelers

The K family has had a busy fall, and it’s not over yet. In the past 3 months, we have completed not one, not two, but five car trips with the kiddos. Yep, you read that right. We’ve gone on 5 car trips since August, and we’re not through yet. With all of that driving, I have found myself being very grateful for three things:

1. My husband does all of the driving.

I have an admission to make. I fall asleep if I drive long distances. When my sister got married, her in-laws threw her a shower about 3 hours away from the Cities. I had to stop at a gas station on my way home to buy a cold caffeinated drink in order to get home semi-safely. So I’m very happy to say that my husband is amazing and does all of the driving on long car trips. Also, Kevin driving lets me climb between into the back seat if any crying does start.


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