Texas Longhorn

Seth has had his orange Texas Longhorn hat since 2009. Shortly after buying it, Indy took a bite out of the bill, which actually made it look even better. Seth wore it in his fishing picture where he caught a fish through its eye. He wore it any chance he'd get. Then he lost it. He was pretty sad. I contemplated buying him a new one. I would have had I found another one in the store. That next summer while getting the boat out, his hat was discovered. Unfortunately the moisture and darkness of the live-well wasn't very kind to his hat. It was spotted with mold all over. "In the garbage." I told him. 

Later that fall we got a package in the mail from Grandma Loken. Seth pulled out his hat and it was as clean as ever. Boy did it stink from cleaners though. Grandma couldn't let Mr. Seth's favorite hat get thrown so she secretly kept it to try and clean it.

As you can see, she made him smile. 

All Wrapped Up

Sitting on the couch isn't much fun. Instead we wrapped up and fit all snug in clothes baskets.

Noah in his Micky Mouse fleece tie blanket and Adelynn in her new Frozen blanket. 

$15 or Mom

Maintaining short hair is quite a task. Visits to the salon need to be regular or else you'll start looking shaggy. I've been slowly working on my hair cutting skills and they're getting better, slowly. Lately Seth has been letting his hair grow out a inch on the sides. I'm not too keen on the look but was willing to let him run his course. Today the bigs came home from their winter break at Dave's. After not seeing them for a week I noticed Seth's sloppy shaggy do. I told him I was going to cut his hair tonight. He immediate moved seats closer to his dad for protection. Good luck buddy... You're still coming home with mom.

I sat him down in the bathroom and began cutting.

"Hold still!", "Crap", "Dangit" came out of my mouth numerous times. "I'll just pay the $15 myself at Great Clips." He'd say. We both laughed most of the hour it took me to cut his hair. Our electric hair clippers aren't sharp any longer and pull hair more than cutting which means it was scissors all the way.

I've since cleaned up a few spots that were slicked down from his greasy hair. Overall I think I did pretty good blending. The slope in the front evened out a bit more too.

I'd bring him to a salon but then him and I could lose out on all the fun we had and memories we were making.

Elsa Everyday

Adelynn's hair is finally long enough to braid. Although the sides still slip out. I showed her this picture and she said "yeah, I've wanted to be Elsa everyday!"

Her hair is still pretty fine.

My Name has Two d's.

Adelynn tries hard at every task she's presented with. She'll argue her point even when she's wrong. Stubborn? Probably. Well, yes, yes she is.

When it comes to spelling her name, she knows she is right.

"There is only one d in your name." I tell her.

"No, there are two. Daddy days so!" She says adamantly.

"Your nickname is Addy. That has two. But Adelynn only has one d."

"Two!" As she continues to spell Addelynnn.

Christmas Party

Today Adelynn's preschool class had their Christmas Party. Last night she asked Grandma Loken if she could come to her party.

Most days when I ask Adelynn if she wants to come home after preschool she says no. When Grandma Loken is visiting, it's a whole different story.

Taking one for the Team

Sam is playing as a second year U10 for Hastings. She was pretty bummed that she didn't make the 'A' team until Grandpa Loken laid it out there a different way. Sam could either be a top skater for the 'B' team or an average skater for the 'A' team. She's still working on developing her stick handling skills but has come a long way on skating. During practice she likes to be first. When they're skating between the different lines, she takes off, and usually finishes first half the time. The other half you can tell she just isn't trying. Early in the season, Sam was moved from wing to defense. She's friends with Emma, our goalie, and has become protective of her. When the other team gets a breakaway, the team can count on Sam to get there and knock the puck out of the opponents control. Sometimes she tries too hard and ends up in the box. Parents yell from the benches "Way to go Sam!" She may be in the box, but at least she stopped a goal.

I'm really proud of her this year. Her skills have taken off, and so has she!