Out of nowhere this balloon man walked up and told us to make a request. Something, anything, give him a challenge. Nobody else took him seriously, but I asked for a bee. - Have you heard about the bees? So sad. - He made me a flower bracelet with a bee and I wore it all night. Mr Renn asked him for a giraffe, and he said giraffes were too easy, so he made a pig instead.
This morning Mr Renn and I painted a few walls in our living room because I threatened mutiny if we didn't. It's a lovely shade of gold with a miserable name, "Nacho chip".... oh well. Then I gave Mr Renn and Sir Oliver haircuts. This was Sir Oliver's 4th or 5th haircut, which is ridiculous. Everybody tells me that its so unfair that all that hair is on a little boy's head instead of a little girl's. The real shame is that I have to cut it off so often, and cutting a little baby's hair is NO EASY TASK. So I feel worse for myself than for all the bald baby girls out there, but I still love Sir O's fuzzy little head.
I love this photo because you can see his iridescent eyelids. He gets that from his dad. And oh, how I love his little baby lips!
4 comments:
Cute pictures, I love the bracelet!You do a great job with Oliver's hair, that is one thing I want to learn how to do.
Wow. I just can't get over how big and handsome he is getting!
As for the steakhouse thing, you are a better person than I. I would never be able to pass up a good slab of cow flesh, no matter how tight the budget.
I love the closed eyes pic. So sweet and happy. You go my frugal friend!
Oh, he is just heartwrenchingly cute, isn't he??! Let's keep in touch and get him and Abby to meet in about 20 years!
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