This morning I was feeling a little brave and decided to cut the boys hair...all by myself. I am not the one that normally does the cutting in this family, but it was really getting a little too long. They both did so good. Okay truth be told, Tyson did a lot better then Marcus. He is the brave one of two, and Marcus made him go first. It is funny how backwards it is, but I am still proud at how well they both did. I know it isn't as good as yours Lora and
definitely not as fun as when you cut it, but it is done. (I didn't cut Carter's hair, he REALLY doesn't need it! I just couldn't leave him out of the picture.)
He is now 27 years old as of March 4. Since he wasn't home on his birthday (he was in Nevada...remember?) we didn't celebrate it until Friday. Marcus and Tyson did however sing to him multiple times on his birthday. I guess it is quite a catchy song. On Friday we went to the outlets and did a little shopping for the birthday boy. We were there all afternoon and really had a great time.
We did a whole lot of this.
A little of this. 
And some of this.
But most of the time, they were like this. I made them hold hands and they could go wherever they wanted. I followed closely behind and it was actually pretty entertaining. They would look at each other, laugh, run, and fall over because they would be trying to go opposite directions, then laugh again.
But at the end of all the shopping we were all like this. Tired, but still happy!
The boys sang "Happy Birthday" one last time, blew out the candles, devoured the cake and ice cream and went to bed. I love the look on Tyson's face in these picture - so focused. Singing Happy Birthday takes some concentration for a two year old! Well Happy Birthday Daddy we sure love you!
