First Haircut!

Today, Nathan had his first haircut. It's been a tradition in our family to wait until the boys' first birthdays to have their first haircut. Nathan didn't quite make it, since we wanted him to shed the shaggy look for Uncle Jon-David's wedding next week. Still, the difference was rather startling. In honor of this first haircut, I'll put up the the other two's before and after photos. Joshua still gives that dumb face whenever I try to get a picture of him. Getting his hair to lie down is still impossible.I just noticed we lived in a different place each time: California, Winfield (IL), and Orchard Downs (IL). Today, Daniel laughed and laughed at Nathan saying "He looks like Joshua now. You gave him Joshua's haircut. Ha. Ha. He looks like Joshua." Then, after a pause and in an accusing tone, he said "Did you give me Joshua's haircut?" I'll admit that they're very similar, but he did get his same old Daniel haircut today. From tall to small, I cut a lot of boys hair today.

Visitor from the Past

Daniel was very excited that Oliver Cowdery made a visit to sharing time. Apparently M has been well trained, because she saw the camera and immediately came to get in the picture with him.

Who re-seeds mid-season?

The City of Tracy re-seeds mid-season! Consequently, the soccer game was a bit muddy today, and while Daniel came out of it pretty clean (note Rodrigo, to his right, did not), Nathan needed a bath when we got home. Daniel's team won 3-0 and had fun doing it. Daniel was pretty excited because Andrew, one of the boys in our primary class, was on the Sharks team.

Cute to distraction

I usually miss out on the fun Nathan has in Sunday School while I'm in primary. This week Sister Johnson (there's one in every ward right? not ours, we have three!) was so distracted by these two having fun together that she filled me in with these photos. Nathan's hair looks especially good because I had to give it a quick scrub in the mother's room after I fed him. He had shoes on when we went to church.

Dr. Suess anyone?

Today I was lazy (or should I say frugal) and didn't want to open two packages of string cheese. Nathan was enjoying his cheese bits when Joshua suddenly noticed the diminutive size of his cheese stick. He accused me of treachery, but I reassured him, in a motherly way, that it was actually a special "midget cheese." He took a tentative bite (suspicious and picky as always) and declared "I do like it! I would eat it in a boat, and I would eat it with a... wooga!" Too true, because his piece had been divided between the two of them.

Note: Wooga is what we call Nathan, because he made some pretty funny Wookie sounds just a few short months ago. He doesn't make them often any more, but the nickname stuck.