Short Hair Has it's Disadvantages

This is what I woke up to this morning.



Wow.

Madison Street Festival

The fam and I went to the MSF today and really had a blast. We had never gone before so didn't know what to expect. We started out at the children's tent. There was table after table of crafts for the kids to do. They decorated silly hats, painted pictures, made bracelets, got tattoos, got their faces painted and their hair sprayed silly colors, got about a million stickers and lollipops, and had huge smiles on their faces the whole time.

After the children's tent we walked around to see what all the booths had to offer. A lot were churches, politicians, and businesses just advertising. But, most were handing out something so we collected some balloons and popsicles.









But, by far, the best part of the afternoon was the pony ride. We had to wait in line a bit. The natives were gettin a little restless by the time it was our turn.



(Notice Noah's green mohawk and Eden's pink polka dot hair.)

Even though it was a short ride, it was worth the wait to see the expressions on their faces.









We all had so much fun. We will definitely be going back next year.

Oh, and by the way, every last thing we did today was FREE!

The Cutting Room Floor

I have been contemplating chopping Eden's hair for quite a while. She, unfortunately, inherited my thin, ever-so-slightly wavy hair instead of getting her dad's beautifully thick and curly hair.

A few days ago I saw a little girl about Eden's age and she had the cutest little bob of a cut. The next day I was snuggling with the kiddos and noticed that her hair was just getting on her nerves. That minute I decided to chop it. I called and made an appointment for that very day at Spoiled Rockin Kids.

Eden was amazing. The hairstylist was shocked at how well she did at her age. Not a tear was shed.

Here is her before:



This is a during pic. To get Eden to look down during the cut her Aunt Mimi bribed her with her cellphone.



Are you ready for the AFTER? Prepare yourself for some serious cuteness overload!









I know, right?! It is a bit shorter than I was envisioning, especially the bangs. I think I'll REALLY love it in a few weeks but it is adorable now, especially with a headband.

Love, love, love!!!!

Open Wide

In August, Noah had his first official dental appointment. Noah likes to keep me on my toes so I never know how he is going to react to things. I was pretty sure he was going to be fine since he is a great teeth brusher. Plus, his dentist is his Uncle Shawn so that helps too.

I was right. He was a total trooper and did everything he was asked to do.

Before:



During:


After:



I am so proud of my big boy!

iPhone

This is a repeat for my Facebook friends so bare with me.


A few months ago Chris surprised me with an iPhone. I had been debating on whether or not I wanted one because I thought it would be complicated and I knew Chris would hound me about being careful with it. But, now that I have one there is no going back.

Noah has become just as in love with it as I am. Of course the fact that I have plenty of cartoons and games on it to keep him entertained helps.

I had the idea of using one of the pictures of the iPhone and making Noah his own 'phone'. So I taped the picture up with a few layers of cardboard and viola! His very own iPhone.






Chris gave him an old case so he is set.






He takes his phone very seriously. He is constantly 'calling' his dad to remind him of this or that. He has quite the collection of pictures. And, he continually reminds his little sister to 'be cawrful' with his phone, his eyes rolling with annoyance at having to tell her yet again.

A few days after I made this for him we went to the doctor. He marched in like he owned the place, iPhone securely settled in it's case at his waist. He would whip the phone out anytime he got someones attention and proceed to give them a rundown of all it's functions. When the doctor came in she was taken aback when he quickly showed it to her. She thought it was a real phone. We laughed and she admitted to thinking I was INSANE for getting a 3 year old an iPhone.

He is most definitely his father's son. Okay, okay! With maybe a little of his mother thrown in there too

One Down

For the past several weeks I have been working on making backpacks for the kids. These suckers are labor intensive, let me tell ya. But, I think the resulting cuteness is worth it. So far I have finished Noah's.






The pattern I used didn't have a side pocket for a sippy cup so I winged it and came up with my own. I was seriously shocked that it came out as well as it did.



The only thing I have left to do is the lining. Noah L.O.V.E.S. his backpack, which makes all of the hours I put into it worth it.

I'm Back...mostly

It has been a heck of a summer here at the Hozian house. Pinkeye several times, a wicked strain of strep, ear infections, sinus infections....you get the picture. Eden and I are still trying to fight off some sinus issues. I will be glad when we are all healthy again.

Chris has become obsessed with Powerwheels. You know, the little 'cars' that kids drive? We currently have 17. Yep, that's right. 17. They were mostly in my dining room and kitchen until I had a blowup one day. Chris then promptly wrapped them in tarps and put them in the backyard. Some are for parts. Most are for fun. Chris has a blast fixing them up and the kiddos LOVE to ride them. Win/win.

Here is a pic of one of our latest finds. Chris scored this Harley for $10.



I actually love this hobby for Chris (now that they are out of my way!) because it is something the whole family enjoys. Noah will have his play toolbelt and plastic tools all strapped on and ready to help with any repairs. He doesn't care about the cosmetics of the ride, he just wants to know if it will go 'whilly, whilly fast'. It is amazing to me how well Eden does on them. Her favorite is her 4 wheeler. It goes the perfect speed for her and she can go around our entire neighborhood just truckin along. We can be found most nights out for a walk/ride.

Now, if only I could convince Chris that the manufactors of the Powerwheels did not intend for grown men to ride them.