This summer we finally broke down and cut Oliver's hair. It happened while we were in Utah and I was a bit worried about how he would do. Luckily, he seemed to be ok, he was nervous but he sat in the fun car and watched something. I was also nervous cutting off his beautiful curls but thankfully his hair still had some curl.
Fast forward 3-4 months and as you can see his hair was getting unruly again:
So I found a place here on Oahu and took him in. The tears started even before we walked through the front door. Then when it was his turn, he just wailed. I put him in the little airplane and fastened the seat belt. He struggled and strained against that thing the whole haircut while he cried-and NOT quietly. We were 'those' people. None too soon, the haircut was over and we got to leave. It might be a while before we try that again!
Now when people comment on his hair and ask him about his haircut. He says "I cried and I screamed." At least he owns up to his actions, right?
And just so people don't think I've only got one child, here's a photo of Penelope who has to put on her chef hat and apron every time she helps me make something in the kitchen.
This is Parker at the pumpkin patch. He was in charge of babysitting Kohola, the pet whale for his preschool that weekend so we took him to the pumpkin patch with us!
And here are the kidlets in one of our favorite hangout spots........Target! They LOVE all the Halloween stuff at the store. And I love it because the cart has plenty of room for the kids and anything we might buy.
