Brian's first haircut

After posting twice about Colton's haircuts, it would seem amiss not to document Brian's first haircut as well, even if it wasn't quite the traumatic ordeal that Colton went through.

I'm so happy.  I have no idea what is about to happen.

What's that thing?  Why is it coming toward my head?

Hmmmm... I'm not sure about this.  It kind of tickles.

Oh, I see.  I'm supposed to suck on this cord.  Now I get it.

Dad's pushing my head down.  This is great!

Okay, maybe it's not so great.  Dad, could you please let my head up?

I'm serious!  Stop pushing my head down!  I don't like this one bit!

Are you done yet?

You let my head up, but this doesn't seem to be any better...

I guess I'll forgive you guys for the torture.  I look super cute and you let me go to town on some delicious peaches with rice cereal.  Hooray for my first haircut!

I said it wouldn't happen...

I assumed I would never get around to blogging about the months that I missed, but the boys are both still napping, and I still don't want to clean up...so here's to a photo recap of the un-blogged months, in no particular order. 

Colton looked cute in a helmet and harness while rock climbing with all his Durham cousins in Rock Canyon.

Rather than roasting a marshmallow on our family campout in Bryce Canyon, Margaret decided on a different treat... (don't hate my for that caption, Marg!)

Colton enjoyed his marshmallow, but was less appreciative of the sticky hands it left behind.

Marg and Josh posed during our hike.  (And despite the lack of horses and photo evidence, Chad hiked as well!)

Colton is probably the best 3-year-old hiker ever.  EVER.

Michael and Spencer hiked too.

We love national parks, and we wish the picture of our whole family had been in focus!

Colton loved hiding in a cave with Parker and Jane.

Fourteen years later, and Em and Dan still know how to pose for an engagment shot!

I'm so cute without my helmet!

But I was cute with my helmet, too!

Arrrrrgh!  Fair thee be warned...

Hey look! I participate in family activities as well.

It doesn't matter if the library parking lot is filled with all your favorite trucks in the whole world.  A loud horn is horrible no matter what.  (Yes, we had to leave truck day because the honking was a little too much for him.)

Same, same!

I had to throw in some pictures of me because my original version made it appear that Justin is a single dad.  I swear I'm an active part of this family.

Looking cute (and similar) at the park.

Please don't hate me Brian, but you honestly have the cutest bottom in the entire world.

Intense heat and humidity will make even the most scary pirate loose a little enthusiasm.

So that is what we've been up to by way of photo-worthy activities.  The end.

Some things never change

I can't believe that I haven't posted anything in five months.  And I don't mean that rhetorically.  I was literally surprised to see how long it's been since my last entry because I have written so many fantastic posts in my head over the last several months.  I guess I just forgot to actually write them down.  I apologize to my adoring fans who were dying to see Colton and Brian at the park or in Utah or on a Pirate Adventure in the Chesapeake.  I'm sure those posts would have been witty and amusing, and hopefully you will forgive the fact that they are now probably not going to ever happen.

Well, this was one post I couldn't let slip away into the recesses of my mind.  It had to be recorded.  I know that it is not uncommon to document a child's first haircut.  We did with Colton.  It was awesome.  He was screaming and covered in hair and yogurt.  We recently gave Brian his first haircut as well, but that is not the point of this post.  The point of this post is Colton's 27th haircut.  Okay, I don't really know what number, but the kid is three and has had plenty of haircuts in that time.  You'd think he'd have calmed down about it by now, but I just had to share with the world have far we have not come.  Behold:

Colton was a little bit chubbier at 7 months, but I'm pretty sure the sentiment was the same: "Why are you doing this to me?"

"I thought I could trust you.  Why would you submit me to this?"

"Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop RIGHT NOW!"

At least this time the hair wasn't sticking to the yogurt on his face.  Poor child.  He did get a sucker at the end to compensate for all the suffering...