Usually my kids get their haircuts a la Nonnie. She does a great job, and they always look great.
But as a new tradition that started last year, we stop in for haircuts at BYU…where they get “true blue” royal haircuts.
They love the pampering of the shampoo bowls.
They think it is luxury at its finest.
And the cut and style, where if they accidentally move, they don’t get bonked by a comb.
And the ultimate in luxury, is when they don’t have to sweep up and clean their own mess.
True Blue haircuts are a real treat once every summer!
Each morning at Bella’s house, the kids get assigned a chore before playing the day away.
This morning Pippi got assigned the kitchen, and as I saw her wiping the counters, I asked her what in the world she was wearing.
She said, “A bathing suit of course.”
Upon closer inspection, it was a bathing suit and a robe…straight from the drawers of Posey.
Yep, Posey who is one year old!
It might be a little short.
It might also be a little snug.
But she owned it and rocked it.
“Of course!”
“Help us all to be really special.”
“Help all the bad guys to be nice again.”
Two mini gems during her family prayer tonight.
Pippi….I don’t know about all the bad guys, but I do know that you are really special.
Today was a good day.
And if I had to attach a theme to today — during our escapes at the fairy gardens and malt shoppe — it would be “helping others”.
There was a lot of precarious ground to cover today…and many feeble people.
Including Pippi.
Blush.
Nonnie.
Dash (who you can see way in the distance being helped by Scout).
Pippi again.
And Nonnie again (this time on flat ground!).
I was really impressed to see my kids all kick into high gear and help others out.
It was a nice site to see.
It was also nice to see our fairy tree from last year.
Pippi helped it out by giving it some touch up paint..and brightened it up again for the long winter to come.
We also hit up the malt shop, where everyone helped everyone else out on drinking up each other’s malts.
And in the end…after being helped by her grandkids…Nonnie helped one of those grandkids wash the “dirtiest windows in the world”!
I think my dad misunderstood what kind of “date” this actually was.
(How classic is Tristen in the back!)
Can you believe how awesome and classy my mom is to escort my dad into his court proceedings.
After some excitement, we all went to lunch..and oohed and aahed over how much better my dad’s health is after how I found him only a month before.
Even Dash and Pippi were happy to see Papa in good health.
Especially because collecting golf balls on his property is the greatest treasure hunt for them!
Ever since we have been in Utah, Dash has been my little buddy.
He likes to sleep with me on the couch, and when he wakes up before me, he comes over to where I am, and cuddles me.
But lucky me…this morning, I woke up just before him.
Here is our first hour in pictures:
The first glance.
The morning grooming.
The morning berries.
The card game.
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Can’t wait for our next hour.
Tristen leaned over to me and said, “I’ve always wanted to see dad in court!”
Hahaha!!
Poor dad.
But the up side, is that I got to see my aunts…who adore their brother.
I also got to see the certificate where my grandpa was appointed to be the “Minister of Agriculture” by King George the Sixth.
The two were unrelated, but both very, very interesting.
Shout out to that one time I was peeking in Scout’s Sunday school class to wave a loving hello…and Tristen came up behind me and pressed my face to the window and smashed it there for an entire minute while I was struggling to back off. By the time she had me pinned, an entire class of 11 year old kids was staring at the visitor to the ward…trying to figure out exactly what was going on. You’d think I would have had the strength to get away, but whenever Tristen is involved…I start laughing so hard, my strength fails me. While I was smashed against the window, my eyes locked with Scout’s eyes…and instead of pure humiliation crossing his face, he was laughing right along with me and Tristen. How rad is Scout!
When I finally backed away….we were laughing so hard, I had to double over so I didn’t wet my pants. And then we looked up at the window and saw THIS!
Apparently my alter ego is the Wicked Witch!
Bwah Hah Hah!!!
And that is when Tristen yelled…”See I knew it all along! You really are a witch!”
(Please note that is not a greasy face — just a lot of face lotion to counteract the dry heat of Utah!)
Creatively punishing around here.
You know when you just have a thing for someone?
Well, Navy just has a “thing” for Posey. And likewise…Posey just has a thing for Navy.
And quite frankly..Tristen probably has a “thing” for Navy…because she is down one child when Navy is around, because that Posey is literally attached at Navy’s hip all day every day!
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