Can you believe we’re over half way through summer?! I can’t. It seems like we just finished up classes at co-op and now we’re getting ready to start again. But, life at the Rodgers’ house has not been boring over the last several weeks. Between JJ’s reflux, kids getting sick and hurt, and Eva being two, life has been quite exciting indeed. Today, thankfully, has been fairly quiet. JJ has been asleep for about an hour (swaddled, with his head elevated), which has been almost like a vacation. Eva and Caleb are in bed, with a vigilant guard close to their bedroom door, and I have a few minutes to post an update.
Yesterday, however, was a different story entirely. It was, partly I’m sure, due to the fact that my mother-in-law was coming to dinner and I really wanted to be ready. You know how that goes… JJ was very fussy yesterday, so uncomfortable that he’d fuss if we just sat down with him, even if he was upright. Being distracted by JJ, I didn’t notice for a little that Caleb and Eva were being very quiet in the bathroom. I opened the door just in time to see Eva snip hair from her right temple, though it doesn’t really show. Caleb did a good job balancing the chops he took out of his hair, and it was painfully obvious. But, as I was reminded in a number of ways (and incredibly thankful for), it was not painful. We didn’t have to go to the ER and everyone’s clothes are still very much intact.
Here is what Caleb looked like immediatley following his date with scissors…
Caleb's new doo
Winnie buzzed Caleb’s hair this morning. Eva also wanted her hair buzzed, but we chose not to honor that request. So, here is a photo of Caleb’s newer new doo…
What Caleb looked like after his buzz cut. Maybe he'll follow his Uncle Andy and Uncle Mike by joining the Marine Corps.
We decided not to worry about Eva’s hair. It looks crazy anyway and needs skills beyond what we possess.
Though not excited, Caleb cooperated with the photos. I told him that when he is a daddy, I’m going to pull out these old pictures to remind him of just what an ornery child he was. He thought that was pretty funny. We’ll see who has the last laugh.