We're Off to See the Wizard, the Wonderful Wizard of Palm Springs

We're ready to go! We're packed, the boys are packed, the formula, bottles, blankies, diapers, clothes, clothes and more clothes are ready to go. Except for the last few items that are still in the washer. And all the stuff I have to USE tomorrow, so I can't pack it up until then. Aside from all THAT stuff, we're ready to go. I'm not feeling as optimistic as I was a few sentences ago.

I got Dylan's hair cut today. For those of you not familiar with the saga surrounding Dylan's hair cuts, I will give you some background. The kid didn't even have enough damn hair to warrant a hair cut until he was about 2. Then, it was all cute and curly so I kept it on the "long side of short" so it would be all blond and cute and curly. Every time we'd go to get his hair cut, I'd be specific and say "Just TRIM around the ears & the neck and leave the top, sides and back with some length." Then, they'd CUT his hair so short there was an OBVIOUS lack of curls. BLAK! It drove me nuts. But I kept taking him back to the same place, so I guess it's my fault too.

Anyway, as he's gotten older, he's started losing his yummy, adorable curls. Now it's starting to just look out of control and crazy. Like in this post. Love Sig, hate the hair. SO, I decided to suck it up and have his hair CUT. Like, really CUT. OMG, people, I HATE IT. I'm not even sure I can explain to you the depths of HATE I feel for his hair right now. It looks SO dopey, it's not even funny. It's way too short in the front and, it's just, it's just, I don't even know, I JUST DON'T LIKE IT. DJ thinks it's awesome. Dylan keeps asking "where's my haircut" like it was something we were going to walk out of the store with. Me? I keep saying..."WAAAAAA, what did I do? My baby's adorable, kinda curls are gone! What did I DOOOOO?" Ugh. At least it will grow back. Soon. I. Hope.

This is what he looks like now, all short haired (and stoned?):

And this is what he looked like two nights ago...still all shaggy, curly, unruly haired:

See how peaceful and laid back he was? Now he's gone from being a peaceful, laid back (Almost!) 3 year old to looking like a Wall Street working, Pot Smoking Dope. He just needs a briefcase and a bong and we'll be good to go. Anyone know where I can get a toddler friendly bong? Anyone?

*Disclaimer*

AMomTwoBoys does not, in any way, condone the use of illegal substances for anyone, especially children. Unless it's purpose is to elicit a laugh. In which case, that's totally acceptable.

**End Disclaimer**

Now, if you're still with me, we're off to Palm Springs and our one night of no children. I don't even know if we'll know what to do with ourselves. AHEM. I'm bringing my computer and if I think I can get away with checking in, without causing my hubby to divorce me, I will. If not, I'll see y'all back here on Saturday!

Bon Voyage!

It's a Brand New Day

Ahhh, what a fresh perspective a good night's sleep and a cup of coffee -w/o Bailey's :0( - can give a girl.

We're having a nice time, save for the occassional altercation between children, which also results in the occassional passive-aggressive altercation between the children's parents. Well, really between my sister-in-law and either my sister or me. That's another story for another time. I think we'll be able to make it the next few days without bitch slapping her. I. HOPE. There will just be a lot of dirty looks being exchanged by my sister and I. Not directed at each other, of course. We're getting along like peaches and cream. Like Root Beer and Vanilla Ice Cream. Like Rum & Coke.

We're off to the snow today. Not sure if it's a good idea, being as Dylan woke up this morning (at 2am) with a hacking cough, but I'll be damned if we miss our opportunity for snow. Plus, we spent a gazillion dollars on warm clothing at Target, so we need to put them to good use. At least once.

We spent yesterday at the Train Museum downtown. Dylan and his cousin Will thought it was pretty FREAKIN awesome. So did the bigger boys.

Zach was there, but he was asleep in the stroller, so he didn't make it into any pictures. Until he woke up, at which point he remained in the stroller, but I did get a picture of him. That way, when he's 10 and feeling left out of life, I can prove to him that even though he's the younger brother, he really did join us on family outings. Until today, when we'll leave him behind for our trip to the mountains. We don't need an infant weighing us down as we tromp through the snow. Right? Babies ruin everything don't have much fun in the snow.

As soon as we got in the car, the boys fell asleep. It was perfect. Notice the train tracks on his lap? As if there won't be enough Thomas crap under the tree, we bought MORE at the gift shop. We're single handedly keeping RC2 Corp. in business this year.

All right. I'm off to shower and get dressed up real warm for the snow. I'm a wussy and yesterday it was 1 degree in South Lake Tahoe. We're not going that far up into the mountains but I'm pretty sure it's going to be DAMN cold.

Cheers!