Cuts and cubes

Marty's hair was starting to get a bit unwieldy, so Tamsen summoned her courage and gave him a haircut. She was worried she hadn't done a good job, but I think she did pretty well. It's just.. short, so it's taking some time to adjust to what he looks like.

He looks a little older now that his hair is so short. Alas, for my poor boy's golden curls. He is a baby no longer.

Eagle-eyed readers may notice that Marty has a fountain of snot pouring out of his nose in this picture. We've all been a little sick this weekend, each of us in a different stage of a cold. Marty, of course, has no understanding of or use for personal hygiene, so he's content to remain a cauldron of bubbling mucus.

Edie is getting better and better at spelling. She and Marty have discovered one of our old Boggle games recently, and they've been very excited about using the cubes. Marty just sucks on them, because he's a weirdo, but Edie likes to try to make words. One afternoon, she spelled out her name without any help from anyone. Pretty solid work, little girl.

Don't worry, she didn't leave Marty out of the fun. She spelled his name out next, although there wasn't quite enough room, so she crammed him in as best as she could.