Noah got his first real at-the-barber hair cut this weekend. It went SHOCKINGLY well. Seriously.
He definetely gets the furrowed brow-worried look from me. I think it suits him better though.
This is how Noah always looks to me these days ... he's always running somewhere fast. It seems I only see the back of his head.
We also power-washed the deck and it looks like a NEW DECK. I highly recommend having this done or doing this task yourself. I will warn you, you get, like, totally soaked. So, you know, shoot for a warm weather day if you know what I mean. I also pruned some bushes and cleaned out the flower beds.
It was one of those weekends really. Not too exciting, not too lame. Just ... a weekend. The kind that result in blog entries that are about as riveting as an ingrown toenail.
We are keeping our fingers crossed for a week that is free of illness.