Don’t you love summer time? When boys dress in t-shirts and cargo shorts and girls are self-conscious?
We got Brandon’s haircut today. I have considered doing it myself, but then I remember in January when he got his haircut last, he screamed non-stop. Snot and tears were running down his face. I will leave it to some poor professional for now and revisit that idea later.
Well what do you know? He must have really grown up in these past three months. He sat there quietly and watched Toy Story 3 without so much as a sniffle. No pacifier or anything. I was so proud of him. I didn’t feel compelled to tip quite as much as a result, so he’s starting to pull his weight around here.
It’s been raining these past few days so today when we got to see sunshine and nice weather again, I took the boys outside. Holdy slept in the shade of the slide.
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.