My to-do list is way too long

So I figure what better way to procrastinate than blogging! First, a few pics:

My foot, day five.

I can finally say it is doing better and mean it. I was able to wear real shoes today, and while it still hurts when I walk, I don’t have a gimp any more.

Connor’s costume de jour.

That headset microphone is the latest obsession. He “talks to the astronauts” with it. And that hat came from China via Uncle Patrick. Cracks me up! Tonight, before going to sleep, he tied his teddy bear to himself using a purple scarf. He informed me it was a Mr. Bear Bag. He had it all tangled around his torso and legs. Oh, and did I mention he was also wearing the hat pictured above and mittens? I love his imagination so very much.

The Logan Bug. So I made banana bread with the boys a few days ago, and of course he wanted to “help”. So I poured a little flour in a bowl for him and gave him a spoon. I think that snaggle smile is a seal of approval. Connor was standing next to him with the real batter, eating it (because, like me, he loves all things batter.) It’s totally monkey see, monkey do with Logan, so he started shoveling his flour into his mouth. I kept asking him if it was good, and he would look at me with that smile and say “mmmm. mmmm.” so funny! Love that crazy kid!

I went to the mall today to look for an outfit for Patrick and Noel’s wedding. While there, I decided to get my hair cut. Have you ever told someone how you want your hair cut, and then they tell you that, no, in fact you don’t want it like that? I went to a more shi-shi place that I used to go. And when I told her I wanted the longest layers cut, making my overall hair length much shorter, she said no. So I let her talk me into barely changing my hair at all, which is annoying because when I pay a good amount for a haircut, I want to be able to tell a difference. But the funniest part were her comments about my current haircut. They weren’t necessarily negative, but she certainly wasn’t ohhing and ahhing over the current style. She said things like “wow, there are NO layers at the front! And what is this drop right here? Yeah, you are going to need 2 or 3 more hair cuts to get this all cleaned up.” And the funny part? SHE was the one who gave me that hair cut! I wasn’t trying to go back to the same person, she was just available this morning. Pretty funny.

This morning, Connor toasted his own bagel, toasted some bread and buttered it, and got himself dressed. By himself. This is huge. Little signs of independence that make me so happy.

Okay, I’ve wasted enough time on here. Good night!