My husband loves me

Last night, my husband randomly brings me the computer. "Here. I made this" he says to me with a grin. I immediately burst into laughter. He gets me.

Zachary Quinto. Kirk Cameron (at that age), Jon Hamm, Jason Flipping Segel, T.R. Knight, Dave Grohl, Steve Nash, Robert Downey Jr, Hugh Jackman, Chevy Chase (at that age).

Disclaimer: I would never leave my husband for anybody. We are jokesters. I'm sure I could make one of these for him too.

Sebastian got his hair did.

Before

After...he's even poofier in person!

Reason I loved SNL Saturday:

Good

Better

BEST!!!

JON HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMM

I would leave my husband for you, sir.

No, just kidding.

But, yes.

New house!!!

Ok. So. We FINALLY got moved in. I have been a bit of a slacker on posting pictures. So, here's a virtual tour!

This is Sebastian. After a bath. We have no grass and only mud in our yard....he gets bathed nearly daily....

Home...notice the yard...

Back yard

Living room

Again...

And again... and yes, i do sweep my floors. But like I said, no grass only mud and dirt, it's a losing battle...

Time out :-)

Kitchen

Kitchen again.

Guest bathroom. I'm too lazy to rotate and reload this one.

Boys room

Boys room...again too lazy

Boys room

Play room

Poop nook in the master bath

Master bath with 2 walk in closets

Super messy master bed room. The last on the list to get unpacked..

So, there it is. Home sweet home!

Now, this is better!

After a tremendous amount of bribing, I think Kirk is beginning to like Primary! Love this cute boy.

Also, this picture makes me laugh way too hard. Sad baby. ha

Primarily Speaking....

My baby is 3 and a half. That means that he has graduated Nursery and attended Primary for the first time today! I have been excited about this since before he was born. Primary is awesome, from what I know.... However, my mad man didn't share my same excitement. I had to drag him, literally kicking and screaming to his class where he shrieked for a good couple of minutes. Finally, after hiding under the table for a few minutes, he warmed up and stayed for the rest of that hour. Then sing time began. Oh sing time, with your open doors and lack of pianist. He ran out. Not once. Not twice. Not even three times. Four. He escaped and had to be wrangled back up by several grown ups four times. He told me next week he was wearing a diaper to church so he could go back to the nursery with the babies.

He made this face all during sing time that I sat with him.