It was getting to be too much. Colin's hair was almost in his eyes. The more we tried to style Emil's, the worse it looked. I took them over to my friend's house and had her cut their hair. And now they look like little boys. When?! What?! (I've been working really hard editing our 2011 blog book and it's taking so much time that I haven't been blogging as much. Less for me to do next January! I'll be sorry later, I'm sure. Also, I'm busy all day running around in circles and moving a bench 25 times a day.) I opened the back door to get some light and Emil stepped right off the edge after the second photo. In the third photo he is throwing his arms up in disgust. He can't figure out why I don't let him just walk off ledges. Sheesh!
3 comments:
They're so handsome! This is my favorite age for little boys. I want to squish them.
aaahhhhh! they are so cute! i, too, love this age. they look like litte tiny grown ups about their business. i am about to buzz chance's sand trap. it is hanging over his ears.
I want to eat them alive. They are so adorable! It never ceases to amaze me how much love I can have for someone else's children. :)
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