I know it is almost next weekend, but better late than never. Last weekend was fun. For most of us. G got a haircut. My sweet friend Kristy gave Wells his first haircut and he was an angel. He sat in the chair wearing the cape and didn’t move a muscle. She didn’t hesitate to work G in on a busy Friday afternoon. She obviously didn’t know how strongly he felt about keeping his mullet.

When I told my Mom G got a haircut she almost cried. “Oh no… Not. HIS. Hair! YOU didn’t cut HIS hair!” I didn’t know how strongly she felt about the mullet either.

We went to Stringer on Saturday to play with the cousins.

Sometimes, if I am really good, Lily lets me dress her up and pretend she is mine. Toddlers and Tiaras here we come…

I sang a solo in church Sunday and G had to be removed from the room. As soon as I walked onstage, he started screaming, “MOMMY! MOMMY! MOMMY!” I don’t think he approved of my song choice.

That about does it. I am super pumped because we have tickets to the Saints game on Sunday. Look for me. I will be the one who runs onto the field and sacks the quarterback for non-football reasons. I hope you are having a lovely week.