So, I'm a brunette now. After my years and years of obsessing and debating whether or not to dye my hair brown, I finally did it. If you saw my post on Tuesday you know that I seriously have been thinking about this for almost a decade now, and after much thought, a lot of super sweet comments from you guys, and Arsen telling me to "go big or go home", I went for it.
And it feels weird.
In other news, my sweet bebe boy is still on the mission to crawl, but he just can't quite get it down. Poor guy has been at it for seriously almost a month now. He gets up on all fours and rocks back and forth and back and forth, moves his knees exactly like he needs to...and then does a slow face plant because he just can't quite figure out that his arms need to move too. There is a lot of grunting and squealing, and eventually, frustrated tears involved. I just want to do it for him, but I know he'll eventually get it on his own. And I feel like this will be a common theme in my life from here on out...learning to back off and let him figure things out on his own.
This weekend we have a whole lot of nothin' planned at the moment, just the way I like it. I feel like it's the calm before the storm that is holiday season hits, so I'm soaking it up while I can. I'm looking forward to a long weekend of spending some time with my hottie of a husband, lots of playing with G, giving Addie some much needed attention, and most likely a lot of time spent watching How I Met Your Mother on Netflix (I'm almost done, waah!) and playing on Pinterest. Sounds like heaven, doesn't it?
I hope you all have a positively fabulous weekend! See ya Monday ;)