Goodbye curls...

Last weekend Bruce's hair was fashioned like Napolean Dynamite's and i have to admit i wasn't such a fan.

Bruce had mentioned before wanting to straighten his hair to see what would happen (he's only known curls all his life). So, he talked to his "stylist" about how to do it.

Basically it's like getting a home perm but instead of using curlers you keep your hair as straight as possible by continually combing it back.

Once we chemically straightened his hair he went to his "stylist" and got a trim and then his "stylist" used a flat-iron to straighten it even more.

The results...speak for themselves!! =) I'm definitely a fan of the new look...more Brad Pitt than Napolean.

(photography note: this "after" picture was taken the day of the haircut and when we were outside in very humid weather...so his hair looks curlier than you would expect given all the straightening processes. I must say that i think the hair cut looks better each day!).

Diaper Changing 101

For all you moms out there, here is a little lesson on when you know it's time to change your child's diaper:

28 weeks--a comparison

Okay so get ready for some pregnant pics...

Here is me when I was 28 weeks pregnant

with Quade(2005) on the left & with Price(2007) on the right:

Some points of comparison:

1) hair is longer

2) belly is BIGGER!!!

Let's all pray now that Price is not bigger than Quade was (9lb 8oz)!

Dada Day

The day began with a home cooked breakfast...

bruce was kind enough to share his fruit with Quade!

Present time!! Rangers/Astros tickets from Bruce's little buddy!

After church and lunch, nothing like a Sprinkles cupcake!

After all that sugar... a game of chase!
We ended the day with dinner with the Morgans then a trip to the hospital to make sure I wasn't going into labor. yes, you read that correctly...i think i over-did the weekend activities. Fortunately, no baby yet! (not for another 3 months hopefully)

Thomas train recall

Hey mommies out there...(particularly mommies of boys)

I know i don't always get to check the news but i saw this this morning and checked online to get more info.

Turns out there is a recall on some Thomas the Train toys, due to lead paint used.

Anyway here is the info i copied from the http://www.todayshow.com/ website:

Sold at: Toy stores and various retailers nationwide from January 2005 through June 2007 for between $10 and $70.
Manufactured in: China
Remedy: Consumers should take the recalled toys away from young children immediately and contact RC2 Corp. for a replacement toy.
Consumer Contact: For additional information, contact RC2 Corp. toll-free at (866) 725-4407 between 8 a.m. and 5 p.m. CT Monday through Thursday and between 8 a.m. and 11 a.m. CT Friday, or visit the firm’s Web site at recalls.rc2.com

Genetics

The age old debate...nature vs. nuture. We are all so unique. How much can we attribute to our environment and how much to our genetics. Having a child of my own and seeing behaviors appear as if from birth makes me recognize the power of genetics. Recent events have led to my hypothesis that two genes are present and dominant in Quade:

The Clean Gene
Those of you who know Bruce well may be aware of a few of his wonderful habits such as: cleaning the dishes and kitchen, taking out the trash almost daily, putting his clothes away perfectly, and maintaining excellent personal hygiene. Well, his dedication to cleaniness transcended to his parenting of quade. He is extremely thorough when changing a diaper, giving a bath and washing quade after meals.

Quade has been demonstrating similar cleanliness behaviors. Obviously he has been exposed to bruce's habits for 21 months, so one could argue that it is environment and not genetics involved. However, I am not as clean as bruce and quade spends a majority of time with me.

Exhibit A of the clean gene: Quade's favorite activity is to stand in the shower, use my loofah sponge to clean the glass door and then use the squeegee to remove the water and bubbles.
Exhibit B: After meals he asks for us to "wash hands" and also asks for a napkin to wipe his face and the table.
Exhibit C: If a piece of ice falls on the floor from the ice maker he immediately walks over and throws it in the sink (wouldn't want to ruin the hardwoods).
Exhibit D: Cleans up the trash around the house and puts it in the trash can.

The Ice Cream Gene
I am proud to claim this gene as my own. I would eat ice cream after every meal and four times on Sunday...mmm mmm good. In the past few months I've been giving quade little bites of ice cream after he eats a good dinner or something.

Now most children love ice cream, so this gene may not come as a surprise to you. However, I recognized how dominate and strong the gene presents itself in quade when we were at the sprayground last week...

Exhibit A: I was sitting in a fold-up chair watching quade play in the water when he realized that the ice cream cart had arrived at the park. He walks right up to me and says, "ice cream?". I explain that i did not bring my money to the park, its in the car, and the man won't give me ice cream if i don't give him money. Quade listened soaking in my economic lesson, said "okay" and walked away...not towards the water park, but towards the ice cream cart. I watched him walk right up to the man. I could not hear the dialogue but i'm sure it went like this:

Quade: Ice cream?
Man: where's your mom? (i'm sure with a tone of 'she must be very irresponsible to let you talk to a stranger')

Quade: Ice cream?
Man: go get your mom? ('where is that crazy lady?')

Quade then walked back over to me and said "ice cream?". I explained the money situation one more time. Fortunately the ice cream man went on his way and the pleas ended.

At least with this genetic combination quade will be the cleaniest ice cream eater in town!

bruce is officially in his "mid-30s"

Yes it's true. Bruce is now 34! It's even crazier that i met him when he was 22 (i was 18)!

He is an incredible man and if he is this amazing at 34, just think about how wonderful he will be at 68! I feel so blessed that God chose to have us share our lives together and that Bruce is my best friend...okay now i'm getting way too cheesy.

To lighten the mood here's a pic of bruce with this little sis Christina celebrating the big day! (fyi: there is a continual battle btwn the macfadyen siblings on who is "the favorite child". obviously bruce is the favorite since his mom bought this birthday cake...cake reads "favorite child".)