Pink Dinosaurs

June 11, 2014

For about a month, Sloane has been asking me to take her to get her hair cut.  My good friend cuts my hair and Sloane is always so curious about it when I go.  After a lot of discussions, I decided she really was ready and wouldn’t freak out once we were actually doing it.

sloane haircut1Looking a little unsure….

sloane haircut2……that’s better!

sloane haircut3

sloane haircut4

She loves it and she wakes up with it looking cute as opposed to snarly and tangled.  I was afraid she might miss pigtails and pony tails, but so far she’s not said a thing.  She gets lots of compliments which makes her pretty happy.

That girl.  She’s such a good mix of girly and tom-boy.  I’m so glad she’s not prissy and can stand to get dirty.  Last weekend we went to the zoo and all the kids got glitter tattoos.  There were lots to choose from and with all her heart Sloane wanted a t-rex.  Out of all the “girl choices”-flowers, butterflies, you name it, she knew immediately she wanted a dinosaur.  A pink sparkly dinosaur.  I think that about sums her up perfectly,  She can run with the big boys but still be a sweet little lady.

sloane pink dino


In Suuuuummmmmmer!

June 5, 2014

(Anyone else’s kids obsessed with Frozen?)

It’s finally here!  Those last few weeks of school were killer.  NO ONE wanted to go to school or do anything remotely related to school.  We were staying up way too late and all we wanted to do was play outside.  Thankfully now we can do those things and not have to fit school into that.

Last weekend we planted our vegetable garden.  We had a bed all built last year and life got in the way and no planting happened.  We determined this year not to let that happen again.  (Better late than never!)


garden liam

garden tate planting

garden dirty sloane2

The kids had an absolute blast and Gavin really has a passion for gardening which is fun to cultivate. Ha!  At one point I looked over at Sloane and she was bent in half with the top of her head resting in the dirt.  “It feels so good mommy.”  She was dirtier than the boys combined. (I’m very thankful I don’t have a prissy girl).

We also begin our LOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGGG therapy sessions at ChildServe for the next 12 weeks. Yay. (Said in my most sarcastic voice I can muster).  An hour and a half to two hours three days (in a row) a week.  Ugh.  The beauty is that our speech therapist who left is now back and she’s paired up with our fantastic OT.  Together the two of them are unstoppable and this is going to be an awesome 12 weeks.  The more intensive, the better the result.  We could potentially be finished with ChildServe forever after this session.  I won’t even know what to do with all our free time!

While this therapy cuts into our summer in a big way, we still have lots of plans to camp, swim, travel, and have as many play dates as we can possibly squeeze in.

My mom said I have no excuse not to blog regularly now that I am sitting in a waiting room 6 hours a week.  Hopefully she’s right!