Before...



Steve always cuts my boys' hair. He started doing it in Kansas when we didn't have any money/anyone we could trust to cut it... and he's gotten progressively better ever since! He does a great job!
AFTER!

My cute boys are growing up. They suddenly don't look at all like little boys, and they are acting so much older. It's breaking my heart, but I love to see them learning and getting more mature at the same time. (Motherhood is so confusing.) Josh and Asher (and Suki, my mom's dog, lol) got haircuts this week, and I think they look so handsome!
Last night I walked into my boys' room and said, "What ya doin, boys?" and Asher said, "All these guys are just getting in the depths of the sea!" (gesturing to his many toys surrounding him on the floor) Josh said, "Yeah! And even lava!" Asher said, "And fire!" I asked Joshua why they were getting in the depths of the sea, and he said, "Because someone got mad."
Two days ago, my mother-in-law Michele was at our house, and I was showing her some baby pictures of Josh. Joshua was watching, and after a few pictures of fun things we did, he said, "Yeah. Those were good times!" with the most nostalgic look on his face! hahahahaha I laughed so hard. He was about 9 months old in the pictures - no way he remembers what we were doing. He's so cute!