The New Do

I decided to get rid of my hair. I was tired of kids yanking on it (specifically Ty and Garrett). My long hair also made feeding Ty a little difficult. He would have to feel his way through the forest of hair. I was certainly ready for a change. I'm no stranger to short hair and actually prefer it. I avoided it since haircuts out here are few and far between. I was spoiled with my own personal hairdresser (my sister). She is one talented hairdresser and no one compares to her.

I had a certain look in mind but I can't quite make it work with my hair. There is just TOO much to work with. Unfortunately I can't get away with those super short sassy haircuts but it is short nonetheless and I am glad it's gone. Maybe my haircut can somehow hide my fat rolls.

The Biggest Loser

Since having a baby I have obviously put on several unwanted pounds and Rob has talked about losing a few pounds for a few years now. Maybe its time to get down to business. We have decided to have a biggest loser competition. We have taken our measurements (which I refuse to share) and have set some goals and now its time to see who the BIGGEST LOSER really is. We have been going strong for about a month now or should I say one of us is. The other half stays up way too late most nights and tends to push the snooze button in the morning which makes it a bit more difficult to exercise on a regular basis. I must apologize on his behalf since he never knew what the snooze button was until he married me. I need to give him some credit though. He has been able to manage working out at least twice a week. His competition on the other hand (ME) has been working out at least five times a week. Not that you can tell. Nothing seems to be coming off, unless you count the half a pound I lost from getting a haircut. I did however lose a half an inch off my waist. It's not much but I will take it. We have yet to come up with a grand prize? Rob said the prize will be smaller waist sizes. I suggested a new wardrobe. What do you think Babe? I know he won't BUY that idea. So who will the biggest loser be? The Sensational Steph or the Reducing Rob. Stay tuned for the final weigh in.

Are we related?

Some people say I look just like my mom. What do you think?

JUST A PHASE

Ever since Garrett got a Spiderman costume for Halloween he rarely takes it off. I keep telling myself it is JUST A PHASE. It will end soon, but even now (6 months later) he still refuses to wear his clothes. He is either wearing his Spiderman costume or Spiderman pjs. If his Spiderman pjs are dirty then he insists on wearing his Cars pjs. The only time I can get him to wear normal clothes would be to Joy School and church and SOMETIMES other appointments, otherwise when we are home he lives in his character clothes. I wish he liked the cute stylish boy clothes I bought him but I'm afraid he will rarely wear them. I guess I'm forced to buy character clothes for spring and summer in hopes that he will be in clothes and not pjs. I guess there is an up side to all this - Ty will be able to wear his clothes since they will be in excellent condition. I must say Garrett does makes a great super hero.

2 Months

Ty is 2 months. At his 2 month visit he weighed 11 pounds and was 21 1/2 inches long.
He has discovered his hands. He is full of smiles these days and has even laughed a couple times. His favorite part of the day seems to be bath time. He loves the attention he gets from Tasha and Garrett.

On the Potty Front

In case your wondering if we have had any success. I'm pleased to say we have CONQUERED our battle with potty training Garrett. It only took a few days of accidents and a jar full of treats and now Garrett is a pro. No more poopy diapers. What a relief! Garrett is a more confident little man and mom and dad have big smiles on their faces.

One crazy week!

Some weeks are easy, some are hard, others are just down right crazy! I will give you a peek at our week this week and let you decide. (Please note that I am writing this on the train home on Friday, so there is still a significant portion of the week that will still happen.)

Sunday evening Steph got a call from the mother of one of Tasha's school friends. Apparently there was a problem at the school so they were closing the school on Monday. We decided to investigate a little and pulled up the school website, isn't it funny that an elementary school has a website, and found out that not only would the school be closed on Monday, but for the whole week. Well, a free week for vacation isn't so bad so we settled in for some fun and Steph started planning some activities for the week.

We checked the school website again Monday night after the school board meeting and they said that the school was being closed for the rest of the year due to a mold problem in the school. They said none of it got into the air so there isn't a health problem, but they need to fix it before they let the kids back in. Remember, this is the temporary school that they set up while the regular school is being renovated. They also said that the kids would be relocated to another school for the rest of the school year. Tasha's third school this year! At least she gets to stay with her teacher and classmates.

So on Tuesday a building in Harlem partially collapsed right be the train tracks around 2:00 PM. That meant that there would be no trains from NYC to CT until it was safe. So, long story short, my train finally got moving around 7:30 and I got home around 8:30.

Later in the week Steph did Joy School while juggling three kids in the morning on Thursday and had a playdate in the afternoon.

If that isn't crazy enough for you our stake asked that we visit all the members in our ward this month, lots of extra work for the EQ president, and we are putting on a no-holds-barred pinewood derby on Saturday and I got to go out with the missionaries on Thursday night.

Well, I'm out of breath just from thinking about it all. Hope you guys are having more fun than you can handle as well.