Haircuts and Physicals!

Yesterday, all four kids got a haircut. Pablo and Mallory go back to kindy next week, and they were looking WAY shaggy. And Nikki and Lexi had NEVER had a haircut before, ever! Beyond me hacking away at their bangs, that is. And their hair was so long, curly, and pretty. But – they would never let me put it in a ponytail, and it was constantly full of tangles, toothpaste, yard dust, etc. I hated seeing them eat dinner and watching their long hair resting in the gravy. HEEB! So, the little girls got much of their length cut off. All three girls have matching bobs. They are ADORABLE. And my GOD, they all look alike now!! I didn’t realize the problems this would present until I was realized that I can’t figure out who is who from the back anymore. Oh well. They think it’s hysterical.

And this blog entry would be much more entertaining if I had pictures to go along with it, huh? Sadly, I don’t. I took a couple, but my camera isn’t anywhere near me at this moment.

After haircuts, we picked up Auntie Kim and she accompanied us to the doctor’s office, so the big two could get their kindergarten physicals and (gasp) SHOTS. Well. THAT whole ordeal kind of sucked. They all did quite well during the examination, but when it came time to get the shots, there was lots of drama. Pablo was very brave, and mostly upset about being held down. He broke my heart, though, when he got down from the table and held his face in his hands and just WEPT. Awwww! Then, when I opened the door for him to go to my sister, he BOLTED. She had to race down the hallway after him, and when she finally caught him, he fell into her arms and cried, saying, “Pablo RUN!”

Mallory was a thousand times worse. It took myself and three nurses to get her on the table and then hold her down. And she screamed, honestly, LOUDER than I’ve EVER heard Pablo scream. Ever. I had no idea she had that in her. She was terrified. Ugh! Horrible, horrible day. But…ya gotta do what ya gotta do. We left the doctor and dropped Auntie Kim off at Grandma and Grandpa’s house, and got cookies for everyone. It’s amazing to me how my parents raised me with so little junk in the house, and nowadays, that’s all they eat. I guarantee you at any given time there are two or three varieties of cookies and pastries from the bakery in their pantry. They love sugaring up my kids! And I know my mom does it just to bug me!!

The kids actually were great last night, considering the day they had. We all hung out with daddy and enjoyed ourselves, and then went to bed, uh, pretty late actually. Bad mommy. I really, seriously need to get us back on our good schedule, since the kids go back to school in four days. We’ve slipped into bad habits having these three weeks off from school!

Today, we are stuck in the house. It’s bitter cold outside anyway, so I probably wouldn’t be too excited about going anywhere, but just the IDEA of being stuck is the worst part of it, y’know? Paul is driving my van, because his own van DIED. Yes, it died a horrible death. Actually, it’s not officially dead yet, but it will be. The mechanic gave it about 50 more miles. The transmission is just blown. Paul was coming home the other night and it started squealing and grinding and locking up and just…yeah. It’s sad. Of course, it’s got almost 200K miles on it, so…perhaps it’s time to say goodbye. We’re shopping for a new vehicle this weekend. The timing sucks, but…when doesn’t it suck? When do you sit around going, “This would be a really super time for the water heater to take a crap. I’ve got all this time on my hands with nothing to do and money burning a hole in my pocket!” Never.

Anybody want to run to the liquor store grocery store for me? :mrgreen

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