Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Exit 2010, Enter 2011





Snip It. Snip It Good.

A last minute decision was sprung into action when the kids and I arrived at Snip-Its for their first-ever professional haircuts. Someday I'll try to explain to them that despite all of their tears that day, the experience was most certainly more traumatic for me than it was for them.

Note the "seat belt" around his waist...



Oh, God, oh God...



Let me just map out the nearest exit for my escape...



You have no idea what coaxing it took to get Maeve into this shampoo chair. No idea.



Snip...Snarl...


Snip...Smirk...



The Blow Out...



With their prizes in hand and their baby hair tucked securely in a zip lock bag for their memory boxes, we took one last photo at the "salon" for posterity...



A little Ramen sometimes makes everything a WHOLE LOT better:





Thursday, December 30, 2010

Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures

What do you get when you cram a bearded man with a guitar and an on-the-spot custom-written potty song, a glass of Cabernet perched precariously on the sink, a 4-year-old reading Eric Carle stories in her bathing suit and sneakers in the bathroom with your 2-year old whom you're trying to coax into doing some token tinkles in his potty for a lousy sticker?

Nothing.

Nothing except a really, really good potty song.

The Call - 2010

Random Sibling Holiday Pictures

Hmmm...





Jack Nicholson...

A Very Chatham Christmas 2010

Here we are! Yes, another year has gone by, our kids are a year older and we are looking hotter than ever! Tee, hee. And speaking of kids, welcome little Lucy Deiboldt to the first of many Chatham House festivities for her! Can I get a L-U-C-Y? Please take special notice of the photo of Maeve and her new BFF of the Jersey are, Sophia. Otherwise known as, Thelma and Louise. I love my Chatham girls now and always. Such a blessing to have such wonderful friends. Thank you to Robin and Dave for making it all possible!!!







Advent

Chris takes the tree clippings and constructs our advent wreath for the season. Waste not.