I can never think of blog post titles.

I love getting my hair done! I only get to do it a few times a year and my roots are always so bad and my hair is screaming for a trim by the time it comes around and there's just something about it.... I ignore that feeling trying to wait as long as I can and then I become desperate and call my wonderful cousin Stacy asking for her to fit me in ASAP before I hack my hair off myself!

And she always does.... fit me in... and I always LOVE it! I come in with a general idea of what I like and then just trust her to do whatever and I'm always happy!

Here's the before pictures - don't mind my weird/tired expression here and weird I washed my hair and brushed it out but didn't blowdry it at all or anything strange curly ish hair:

and the AFTER:

Now I just need Stacy to come over and style it for me once or twice a week! :)

If you are looking for a good hairdresser give Stacy a call! Check out her blog!

I have to say thanks for my wonderful friends helping watch Robby so I could go! When I told Rob I had a hair apt Thurs at 5 he was like, "what did you do that for??" This happens to be THE busiest time of year for him at work and he's been working late and not really available to come home early for me to get a haircut! Go figure! ;) Thanks Liv and Linds!

And this is hilarious - Linds picked Robby up from Liv's and I missed a call from her while my color was processing. I get a text from her saying, "I called but we're fine now - just needed a Robby translation. Costa Vida sounds a lot like darth vadar."

I died laughing!!!! I'm assuming she asked him where he wanted to eat and he actually knows when we're in that Provo area that Costa Vida is there and has a little play place and he loves it! Ahhh....

When I got home Rob has just put Robby to bed so I went in to say goodnight. He told me about his fun with Lindsay...

Robby: my went to Costa Vida and my ate ice cream!
me: Oh, you ate ice cream!?
Robby: but not at Costa Vida.
me: where?
Robby: mmmm..... ?

I found a little cup of Cold Stone ice cream in the freezer. Rob said he got blue cotton candy ice cream with gummy bears and chocolate chips. I can just totally picture his excited face picking out blue ice cream because he wants blue everything and the joy at having candy in his ice cream!!! Wow!! Thank you Aunt Lindsay for being so good to my little man!!!

And one more... sorry...

Robby was sitting on Rob's lap in the office and they were listening to music on the computer and Robby wanted to get down...

Rob: Can I hold you for a minute?
Robby: Noooo....
Rob: Why??
Robby: Because it's bad for you.
Rob: No, it's not, it's good for me!
Robby: Mmm.... because it's bad for ME.

ahhh..... he always says that. That's his answer for why I shouldn't put his shoes on or change his diaper or whatever.... "because it's bad for you!" Or "because it's bad for me!"

He just make me laugh so much...

Him with my old firefighter pooh bear (i kind of have a collection) - signing firefighter...