Showing posts with label Hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hair. Show all posts

September 22, 2008

Mama, my e-awk is broken

Below is a picture of Teige's first fohawk. The boy had crazy hair from the beginning and it was good. He has always been very sensitive about his hair. When he was two months old, anytime there was made mention of his hair being anything but pristine, he would bawl like a...well, like a baby, of course. Here is Teige's latest mohawk. Last November, I remember we were getting ready to give him his first "real" mohawk after we got our family portrait done. We had set a date have them taken and it got cancelled. The following day, Teige cut a huge chunk his bangs and our plans were dashed. Not to mention, he sported a spiffy bur in our portrait (see right).


Teige loves mohawks. He calls them "e-awks". When in need of some product, he'll come up to me, tug on my jeans, and say "Mama, my e-awk is broken." Just about breaks your heart, I tell ya.

smooch

September 14, 2008

Eye Splinters

Thursday, I had a visit with my hair artist, Stephanie. When we do this hair cut she razors the ends and then blows it out. She usually says, "Close your eyes." She didn't, so I didn't. I ended up with tons of teeny tiny hairs in my eyeballs which has resulted in major irritation and a mild infection. Let's see, Friday, the kids and I hung out. Jeff and I watched Pride and Prejudice (the Keira Knightly version, not the Collin Firth one, which I'm told is also good.)

My kiddos spent the rest of the weekend with the exes. Saturday morning I was up bright and early to watch Jeff run in a 15K. I forgot the camera. Lost some brownie points there. Hmmm. I stole a picture of him running a different race off of Laurie's blog. You'll have to picture him like this, but covered in blood and mud, because it was a trail race. It rained pretty much all of Friday here in Indy, so Saturday morning found the trails a slippery pudding-like mess. Here's a more recent photo of Jeff during his trip to Oregon, this past summerSaturday night, I went to Patria and then watched The Village with friends. Tonight the kids are home safe and snug, where they belong. I miss them when they are gone and am always relieved when they are within these four walls again. (Well there's like 40 walls within our home, but you get the picture).

Anyway, great weekend for all here. Hope you enjoyed yours as well.

smooch