Hair

A while back I made a comment that I highlight my hair to resemble the color when I was younger. I did this for years. Going to the beauty parlor every three months, spending two hours in the chair, paying 65+ dollars each visit. And that was with a discount. All for the golden streaks to be placed in may drab and dark hair. I loved having the lighter hair, but the maintenance was a bit menacing.

When I was pregnant that maintenance care was canceled for a bit, due to the strange effect my hormones would have on the color. So when it was time to deliver my babies I would have nine months of root exposure. My true color.

After the birth of Lils, Dave and I decided it would be fun and economical if we dyed the hair with an over-the-counter purchase at Wal Mart. We thought that a dark golden blond would be perfect, not too light. Yet dark enough to not have to maintain that much. We put the dye on and waited. When the time was up, we rinsed and repeated, and dried, to expose the reddish hair. Roots were red, ends were blond. What?

My good friend told me to come over and she would fix it. So we dyed it a darker brown. It looked good for a while, but it faded as dyes do and left behind a mess of reddish roots, and green ends. (brown and blond make green) So I just put my hair in a pony tail, afraid to try anything else. (I just noticed Lillian's face in this picture...hilarious! If you look at my hair close you will see the reddish roots, and the green ends. It looks as if I had spent too many hours in the swimming pool)

So the other night I was complaining about my hair, talking to some friends about what I should do. Dave was eavesdropping and heard how I never wanted to wear my hair down, etc... So the next day he comes home from work early, hands me a gift certificate to a salon, and says your appointment is in half an hour. I was so surprised, and so thankful. I gave him a big hug, left him with all the kiddos, and two hours later my hair looked like this...

What do you think?

What the...

Early the other morning, Mr. West comes into our room crying. Dave jumps out of bed, and finds this bloody mess. Well being the great father that he is, he walks West into the bathroom, with blood literally dripping all over the floor, and instead of looking for the source of the wound he runs down stairs to get the camera. Nothing like capturing the moment! So at 4:30am my little guy is standing in the bathroom bleeding, while his Dad is trying to document this awesome sight. Then there is me, I was laying in bed barely coherent. It takes me a while to wake up! What kind of parents are we? After the photo was shot, he took care of the problem. It turned out to be a bloody nose. Now to pose a question. What do you do about night nose pickers?

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Thanks

grateful

I have seen on many blogs "Thankful Thursday" I love reading these posts. They remind me how much we each have to be thankful for.

On this, the ultimate Thankful Thursday, I would like to join the ranks and share some of the things I am most grateful for.

1. I give thanks for the glorious thing called body. Think about how miraculous the body is.

2. I give thanks for the five senses. I love being able to see, hear, smell, taste, and touch. I love to see my kids, my cute husband, and the beauties that surround us.
I love to hear the sound of a baby cooing, and the pitter of little feet running through the house. I love to smell pumpkin bread baking in the oven. I love to taste all food. I mean does everything have to taste so good? And touching, who doesn't love a great big hug.

3. I give thanks for family. How thankful I am for moms and dads, brothers and sisters, and children.

4. I give thanks for a testimony. I love that each of us can find truth in our lives, and find so much joy in living what we know to be true.

5. I give thanks for friends. Friendship is such an important aspect of life. Each of my friends (that's all of you) have influenced and enriched my life in such a special way. Thank you for all the good times, and sweet memories.

6. And most important, I give thanks for a loving God who knows each of us, and loves us all so much that he sent His son Jesus Christ to atone for all of our mistakes. I am so grateful for a Savior who makes it possible to feel better when we mess up.

Peace out
I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving.

Happy Birthday West!

Yesterday was our little guys third birthday! It was just the other day that he came to join our family, and now he is so big! We love you Woo!

Celebrate 100

This is our 100th post! I just wanted to say thanks to all of my blogger buddies, and all of my blurker buddies. I really enjoy this crazy blogging world! It is so nice to reconnect with people. We love sharing our life with friends and family who we don't see day to day! Thanks for making my blogging experience so fantastic!

Here is to 100 more posts! And 100 more, and 100 more!!!

Love to you all!

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