A few days ago we all went for a walk to a neighbourhood hair salon. Jesse, Violet and
Jem all got a hair cut.
I only get my hair cut by Rick in Toronto.
Jem's hair was growing into a mullet, so it was time. As UV and Jesse were sitting in the chairs,
Jem wandered around the salon. He picked up a hand mirror, looked at himself and said "
Jemmy!". He looks so adorable with his little boy hair - although I might still let it grow long like Celine Dion's son. Haven't decided yet. Even though I wasn't going to ask, the Lebanese hair dresser insisted on saving a lock of his baby hair for me, and I'm glad she did. Of course, I keep forgetting to take it out of my coat pocket, so I keep pulling out this little envelope of hair everywhere I go.
After a most excellent Christmas, we happily took the tree down this past weekend. It was getting pretty tiring keeping
Jem away from it. He was very happy to vacuum the needles up. My boy loves to vacuum.
He even gets under the couch.
Losing focus a bit here...
Happy New Year!
Uncle Max came and spoiled us all rotten a couple of weekends ago. We hung out, ate out, and he set Violet free in a toy store, telling her to get anything she wanted. This dress was what she wanted VERY MUCH, and she's been wearing it every day since. Jem got something too....his very own vacuum! But, seriously, why can't they make these little replicas work? Our floors would have been immaculate by now.
