The only things certain in this world are death, taxes, and Random Tuesday Thoughts.
* Oscar got his hair cut:
Do you see that? All his curls, shorn! I should never have put Nelson in charge of this task. He told the stylist to just take half off. WRONG! We tell them to cut it short, but KEEP THE CURLS. Anyways, this hair cut makes official his big boy status. I cry, I cry.
* Hey, I got my hair cut too:
I love. I'm not even going to tell you how long it took me to take that photo.
*While I was taking these photos, Miles pooped his pants, climbed onto the dining table, and dumped out the salt shaker. When I went over to get him off the table he started chucking fruit out of the fruit bowl and onto the floor with shocking speed and force. He wrecked two beautiful, ripe, local peaches and bruised at least one orange before I could stop him.
* Just for the record:
Not getting his hair cut anytime soon, possibly ever.
* I just finished reading Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and I really liked it. I also watched the Swedish version on the movie this weekend and it was good. Not as good as the book, of course, but it was very well done. I'd recommend both the book and the movie, in that order. I'm reading Eat Pray Love right now and I'm liking it quite a bit. I realize that I'm basically the last person on the planet to read either of these books. I'm a literary loser these days.
* I've become a social butterfly as of late. I'm not quite sure how it happened but suddenly I'm going to movies and out for drinks and to parties and book clubs and on an on it seems. Kid free! Much of this thanks to my wonderful husband, who enjoys the time on his own playing video games.
*Oscar has been doing this baby-talk thing and it's making me nuts. NUTS. Any tips on how to deal with this? Other than going crazy? Cause that's all I got right now and I've gotta say, it's not really working for me.
*So, preschool playgroups have only been slightly disorganized thanks to me. It seems I always forget some vital piece of information. Like a number from the address where we are meeting, or maybe setting a meeting time for 10AM when the location does not open until noon. Or forgetting to tell folks to bring swim suits for the kids. Not quite as terrible as I thought I'd be, but not spectacular either. And Oscar and I have actually be enjoying them quite a bit.
*Any word on overnight potty training? Oscar wakes up dry probably 95% of the time at this point. Do we just slap a rubber sheet on his bed and go for it?
Thanks as always to our luminous hostess (who I'll be meeting in person next week!!) Keely. She's go this random thing locked down. Or is it locked up? Whatever, just go.