The other day, I tried to get my hair back to its natural color and ended up with some seriously dark hair. In person, it is more Elvira-y than in this pic, and I jump a little every time I pass a mirror. Forget advice to my undergraduate self, I'd like to tell myself from last May to ignore the silvers on my part line and put the hair dye back on the shelf because I was heading down a long and expensive road. After a home color job, professional cherry red streaks, professional all-over caramel, and 3 more box jobs, I have totally forgotten my natural shade. I have also colored my hair 6 times in the las 8 months. Yikes.
Jack on Groundhog Day. His class made hats. Hahahahahaha.
We made a big deal out of some toe lint Jack had a week or so ago. He wore a new pair of socks, and when he took them off for bath, these huge balls of fluff came out from between his toes and floated in the water. Harry and Jack both thought the excessive toe lint was hilarious, and now every night, Jack rips his socks off before bath and digs between his toes for more fuzzies. The other night, he found no lint on his feet, but he did see some on the floor and went to work jamming it between his toes.
Sharing his milk
the famous silly face
inspecting his toes at the breakfast table
If you couldn't tell from the picture overload, I am pretty much obsessed with Jack lately. He has reach a pinnacle of adorableness. The way he says yes (yesssssh), his deliberate and very loud kisses, his obsession with wearing underwear outside his clothes. I find all of it scrumptious. Add in his fat feet and chubby face and sweet smells, and I want another toddler in my life RIGHT NOW. What's the deal? Why am I addicted to babies? Is it some instinctual survival of the species thing that makes babies so irresistible?
Ben and I go back and forth on baby #3. Some days we are ready to make it happen and know exactly when we'd like to start trying. Other days, our kids are a little, uh, challenging, and we decide that another baby would be chaos. Lately, we've been so in love with Harry and Jack that we don't want to change anything about our little life. But how do you know that you're done having babies?