This summer brought us our first nephew, Kieran. Here we are happily making total fools of ourselves trying to keep him from fussing:
We canoed lots, but never enough:
Scott also got to join Tim and the Cut Down Crew on a hunting excursion. Our shed is stocked with decoys and our house has been a continual honk-a-thon. I wonder if this will be like bagpipes, if it will sound better with practice? The children have sure found an effective way to get us out of bed.
Can I be a big weenie for a minute? I need to talk about hair. I’ve got an appointment to get my hair done next Friday. Cut, colour. I really enjoyed 5 years of being dye free and while there is something endearing about having your honey help cut your hair, I am looking forward to a fresh look for fall. I am still enjoying my sidecut, even though I lost count of how many women had sidecuts in Montreal. I am leaning towards ombre highlights, though I am sensing I may be arriving late to that trend too. It was Yolandi’s hair (the one with the rats) that originally inspired my Amish bowl cut last summer, and while I love that white blonde I know I can’t handle the maintenance. But a girl can dream…
Which of these pictures should I bring to the hair salon with me?