locks of love

Not me, of course, but Corban.

I didn't donate his hair (it wasn't nearly long enough), but it was time to loose some of that hot HOT hair.

Before:

After:

He seems okay with the change.

remembering

Mike, Vickie, Jeff, Chris and their families came up for Memorial Day weekend. We went out to Richmond and Clarkston cemeteries Sunday. It was a cold weekend, but fun.

Wii are having fun!

When Joe sits on the couch, Corban will open the cupboard, grab two remotes, and hand one to Joe. It's very cute. We don't let him actually play, but Corban will move the remote side-t0-side and shake it, just like his papa.

mother's day

As you can tell, we're not that photogenic. I guess it's hereditary! Technically, I wasn't supposed to get anything for Mother's Day because of my wicked awesome blender, but Joe got up with Corban, made me breakfast, and got me flowers. What a guy!

four!

Joe and I are taking golf lessons at Eagle Mountain Golf Course in Brigham City. Our 1.5 hour lesson made a bit stiff and sore this morning, but I'm excited to be getting instruction from an assistant golf pro. Joe and I both have bad habits to break, but like our instructor said, "you get her playing and you'll play a lot more!"

to mother's everywhere

snob hill

Corban usually goes to bed around 8:00 p.m. and wakes up anywhere from 8:00-8:30 a.m. We wake up, eat breakfast together, and play around until about 9:00 or 9:30 a.m. The reason for the wait is in hopes that he will poop in his night-time diaper and that I only have to change one diaper in the morning. This usually happens, but there are those days that he'll wait until he has a clean diaper on to poop. How did I raise such a snob?