father of the year

Tim loves to joke.  Whenever I do something stupid or make a parenting mistake or maybe even just for fun, Tim will say, "Mother of the Year."  He knows I hate it.  It's like nails on a chalkboard.  Because, honestly, I really do aspire to be "Mother of the Year" and it's offensive that he takes that title so lightly!  So, in honor of Father's Day...Tim gets the "Father of the Year" award.  I really mean it.  Yes, he makes mistakes.  He's not perfect (believe me), but to our children he is "Father of the Year."  He may not always say or do the perfect fatherly thing, but he spends time with our boys.  He shows them that he loves them.  He (in between all the harassment and jokes) makes sure they know they are loved.  So, even though Tim loves to tease and joke and he makes too many mistakes to count.  We still think he's "Father of the Year."  Joke on that!

   




P.S.  Love you babe!  (Have I mentioned that I'm in a crazy mood?  Something about not blogging in months is making me even sillier...and the bed rest, and the contractions, and my husband being out of town!)

tim's birthday

Tim was out of town the week before his birthday so we were able to plan a few special surprises for him.  The boys could hardly wait to give Tim this candy poster.  They loved going to the store and picking out the candy and then deciding what it should say.  We had to vote on what the poster should say.  Payton took suggestions and we voted on whose suggestions everyone liked best.  Basically, Payton forced Parker & Cooper to vote for his.  It was pretty cute!  Although it's hard for me (being the control freak that I am), I love giving my boys control and watching to see what they do.

The other fun surprise for Tim's Birthday ended up being a super fun surprise for me too (not so much for Cooper)!

Tim's Mom always cut his hair growing up.  He has begged me to cut his hair since we got married and then started having boys.  He hates the hassle of making a hair appointment and driving two streets away to get his haircut.  He wanted something more "convenient"...plus he's cheap!

I've never had a desire to cut hair...ever...not even a desire for one second.  It's second on the list, right below "Nurse," of things I never want to do.  But, since I've been conquering "things I never want to do" lately, I figured, why not try?

Tim was out of town, my boys hair was beyond shaggy and I drove past a Sally Beauty Supply store....it dawned on me...perfect birthday present!  So, I walked in and spent just under a hundred dollars on clippers, scissors and a cape.  (What can I say?  I'm an all or nothing girl.)  I called my friend on the way home and said, "I'm cutting my boys hair tonight.  Is there anything I should know?"  She said, "I'll be right over!"

Danielle (pictured above) came over and showed me how to cut my boys hair.  I was instantly hooked and started demanding the scissors.  It felt like this is what I was born to do.  Breed boys and cut their hair!  Okay, it wasn't that smooth and their hair didn't look that great, but it looked good.  And, more importantly, I loved it!

Nurse.  check.
Barber.  check.
What's next?  Auto mechanic.

I know!  I know!  This post was supposed to be about Tim's birthday.  Funny, how I can always manage to make everything about me.  Back to Tim...I'm pretty sure he had a great birthday and loved all his surprises!

{Although I'm pretty sure that the boys & I loved them even more!}

new eyes

Tim got a new pair of eyes.
Eyes that can see without contacts.
I don't think I've ever seen him so nervous.
He was sure that he would never see again.
After the surgery, he was pretty sure that it didn't work.
Despite the doctor telling him that the surgery was flawless.
He was an ideal patient.
His eyes looked great.
Luckily, he had a follow-up appointment the next day.
The doctor gave him more reassurances.
I think Tim is starting to believe
This thing he thought was "too good to be true."
Actually worked!