A cut above

Last night in the Fish household we had a fabulous dinner on the back porch with good friend Eric and then we got into the hair cutting business! Jeremiah keeps his hair nice and short, we could cut it every week, but let it go at least 2 weeks, sometimes 3 and then goodness whe have a mound to cut, but anyways, not the reason for the post. Xavier had a ball with the clippers, he had to help with daddy's hair (no ears were lost or anything!) He just loved it and the funny thing, when daddy's was done, he started asking for us to cut his hair. Well from past experiences with the Xavier hair cutting, it has went like this, NO NO NO and wiggle wiggle wiggle. So he always looks alittle funny for one day because he would only let Grandma-D cut one side at a time. But wonder of wonders-HE LOVES getting his hair cut by the clippers. He never moved, just let Jeremiah buzz away.

And the Finished product...

Definitely shorter than we have gone before, but there is still enough hair for him to swirl as he is going to sleep at the back.

And 2 has hit with a storm...

The 13th of June came and went, Xavier turned two, got poison ivy on his hands, stepped on a stinging Caterpillar...but all seemed relatively normal...then 2 years and 1 week hit and it was like Xavier's head spun around and his bad twin has come out to play!!!

Don't get me wrong, Xavier is still the lovely boy that he has been, but every once in awhile he gets this strange nerve spark in his brain and gaskets get blown and the terrible 2's come out in full force!!!

Last night he had a complete melt down because his mac and cheese noodles were not elbow noodles, but straight noodles and how could I have been so neglectful and not have known that only elbow noodles work? The only way to calm the noodle storm was to eat a grape Popsicle, but then that fell apart and there was no holding back the head spinning. Thank goodness gee-ma was out watering the garden, because if your parents are not up to par, gee-ma and papa can solve all problems.

So as we are tip-toeing around the lovable head spinning 2 year old who has invaded our home, I just marvel that about 3 weeks ago I was thinking, yeah I think I could handle another kid, which I guess hasn't really changed, but there is definitely doubt...

The craziest part of all this new side of Xavier is that he has officially moved into a separation anxiety phase. Every morning I wake up with him next too me, even though he went to sleep in his own bed. The funniest, this morning when I woke up, Xavier was sleeping with me and Jeremiah was sleeping in Xavier's bed (pictures to come of this). I got a good chuckle out of the fact that Jeremiah was covered up by Xavier's small blanket that only covered from his shoulders to knees and Xavier was in the big bed with blankets galore around him. Cracked me up!!! Gotta love my men!!

I just have to keep my mantra going, "this shall pass"

On a non-head spinning note, I am pretty sure that Xavier will be swimming by himself by the end of this summer. He is so close to be able to keep himself afloat. He will just run off the side of the pool and JUMP into your arms and wants to go into the deep water. I have great swimming faith in him, he will do his last name proud!!!

Raising a Country Boy

4-wheeler-check, to'mater hat-check, jacked up truck-check, nothing but a diaper-check...

Sleeping cuties

This morning when I got up for work, Xavier woke up as well. Typically this means he is starting his day at 6:15 a.m. (ahhhhhhh) when he usually gets up around 7:20 a.m., so fingers crossed I snuggled him down with Jeremiah in bed and the below picture says it all....

Don't I wish I could just lay back down and go to sleep. What kills me, is they won't wake up until well after 8 a.m. now!!! Jeremiah says the mornings that they fall back to sleep together they sleep longer, sometimes until 9!!! How nice it must be to be Mr. Mom 3/4's of the time!!!