The "snake handler" in the family. This is actually kinda funny. I was walking down our inside stairs one morning and saw something above our front door (on the outside). My first thought was that it sorta looked like, well, poop, and then it dawned on me that nothing could actually get to the top of a door to poop. That's when I saw it move and realized that it was a snake head. Not even kidding. So, I SCREAMED for the snake handler who was more than happy to come deal with a snake. As I'm watching from inside, along with the rest of our non snake handling children, I scream and say something like, Oh my goodness, I thought he was picking it up by the head. And my youngest son said no, he wasn't, but now he is.
We celebrated my Mom's 60th Birthday in August and picked her up in a limo to take her out to eat. The rest of our family met us at the restaurant. She was so surprised and it was lots of fun!
Cai had been asking me for pigtails, so one morning I pulled up every little tiny piece of hair that I could and put them into two little, tiny pigtails. We did this for two days and she insisted that I get a picture of her- both days. As it turns out, I'm glad I did because Cate cut her hair on the following day and it's going to be a while before we have anything to put in a pigtail again. I won't go into any details about the haircut except to say that Cai now has bangs and it made me want to say a bad word and I don't say bad words and I didn't, but I really wanted to. And Cate was not on my happy list that day!
