The mane is tamed!

Ok...I admit...it has been a bit of time since I last posted anything. I've been kinda busy with work, and, not to mention, a little under the weather. There is a GI bug going around the whole freaking city of Omaha...not sure...but I think I picked it up mid-week. Let me tell ya...puk'in and poop'in isn't all it is cracked up to be.

Anyway, Ian got his first hair cut on May 5th. It was our way of celebrating a little Cinco De Mayo...baby style! It was kinda a spur of the moment type of thing, but I'm glad we did it none the less. I said I'm...not we. Warren is missing the messy mop of hair that added another inch or two to his height, but, did I mention I'm not. We aren't WT around here. We will not...I am annamet on not...braiding my son's hair into a pony tail. Maybe later on in life he can have a few cornrows...but I'm not paying to have my son's hair braided at this junction. I love his little curls, but when his hair is longer than my daughter's hair...there is a little something that can come off the top. In any case, enjoy the little pictures included.