It's with a tear in my beer that I write this post. (I'm not actually drinking a beer nor am I teary but the phrase came to me so I went with it.) We took Noella for her very first hair cut today.
It had to be done...the ends were getting ratty and she needed a bit of a trim. The smallest amount of hairs got snipped from the bottom but Ryan and I can definitely tell that it's shorter... and we're sad.
Especially Ryan.
But it looks cute and the ends are cleaner which ws SO needed. And she was such a good girl. The stylist (can you be a stylist if it takes 4 minutes?) said most kids scream their way through the hair cut and she was very impressed that Noey sat so still the entire time. Of course, having her 3rd ever sucker (fine, Kelly--lollipop) helped matters. She was pretty consumed with eating it.
And she was so good that we took her out for ice cream afterwards. I'm sure it's the most sugar she's consumed in her little life. I can't imagine anyone who would actually want to hear these hair-oriented ramblings so let's just move forward to more pics.
Dinner was almost as fun as the previously mentioned. Both girls took turns in the highchair with a circus routine of meatballs, corn, peas, carrots, and chicken nuggets. That's right, I was the clown attempting anything and everything for the satisfaction of seeing two bellies get full. My anticipation had only a few moments to wait until both girls were OUT of the high chair and running around the kitchen while Ry, myself, and Ryan's cousin Jeff had our dinner. This turned into an all-out hillbilly free-for-all complete with Lily eating more hot dog than I can count and Ryan for some unknown reason having his meal at the dinner table with his shirt off.
Not that I mind the sexy chest hair at all but, come on, there's children around for heaven's sake. That grassy knoll is enough to frighten the toughest youngster. No fear from the little ones though. They ate the dredges off the table like none other. 
As an after dinner treat, Lily divebombed Noella's head and ended the night with a slight bruise on her cheek. I was sitting 6 inches from both of them but it was quick! If only Noella could have gotten her big head out of the way. Poor Lil cried for Daddy but it only lasted about a minute before they were back rolling around on the big armchair again.
All's well that ends well!
The night ended with the girls taking a soothing bubble bath. They played perfectly together in the tub and got dried off all cute and cuddly in their coordinating robes. 
