Patience, Grasshopper...

One of the many things I'm trying to teach Tyler at this point in his life is the art of Patience. That's a tough one for a 3 1/2 year old. I realize this. Who am I kidding? It's a tough one sometimes for this 30 year old! But I digress...


I've actually started keeping a record of some of the more amazing, ridiculous, and/or clever things that come out of his mouth, often at the wierdest times. Kind of like my own version of "Kids Say the Darndest Things." This one definitely made the list.)


I was helping get the kids ready to leave the house for a few hours with Daddy. In an attempt to get Tyler into the bathroom to "take care of some business," I kept telling him things like "Come on Tyler, let's come in here." and "Let's go Tyler. Daddy's waiting for you." Tyler clearly heard me, but was totally ignoring me and playing with the space shuttle Santa had brought him for Christmas. After my third or fourth request, he finally stood up, walked toward where I was standing by the bathroom door, looked at me, and in total seriousness, said,

"I'm coming. Be patient."

WHAT??!!?? He caught me completely off guard with that one. I didn't even know how to respond to him at that point. The good news is that he at least knows the meaning of the word "patient." However, my next lesson clearly needs to be about "little boys with attitudes."

A New 'Do in Time For Two!

Boy, it's been awhile. So much I should share... but for now, Nathan had his first "real" haircut today. Okay, okay. Technically it wasn't his FIRST real haircut - that one happened almost a year ago. He wasn't too fond of it though, so I thought rather than hold him down kicking and screaming, I would let the haircut go as far as he would let it go (which unfortunately wasn't very far...) in order to not scar him for life from any future haircuts.

But, he is turning two in only 5 days. To say that his hair was out of control was an understatement. I decided that, even if I had to hold that boy down, no matter how long it took, he WAS going to have a decent haircut today. It was time to make him look like a little boy again, and to get rid of that curly-and-cute yet ridiculously crazy mess of hair on his head.



So, here was my last look at those curls, on our way to the "chopping block".....

And, after about 15 minutes of the best behaved almost-two-year-old who sat on my lap reading a book and giggled every time the clippers touched his scalp, it's a brand new boy!!

In my opinion, an immense improvement! (I had almost forgotten that he had ears!) A makeover fit for a two-year-old. He can now have his birthday party next weekend in style.