Plenty to Say and First Haircuts

Lately my kiddos sure have had a lot to say. And they have been shocking me with the things coming out of their mouths. I'm either laughing, or pausing to contain my surprise.

I already talked about some of the crazy deep questions that Lydia has been asking in her birthday post, but she has kept them coming.

Lydia: Mom, did Heavenly Father create Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny?

Lydia: Why did Jesus create holidays?

She sure has had me do some deep thinking in order to properly answer her questions.

Ammon has found a love for the word "thingy-ma-bobber" and says it constantly. Here are some examples:

While riding scooters together outside...
Me: Don't run into the wall with your scooter.
Ammon: It's not a wall, it's a grass thingy-ma-bobber.

Me pulling out the dustpan/mini broom to sweep up a pile,
Ammon: Can I have that broom thingy-ma-bobber?

Me: What's that?
Ammon: My thingy-ma-bobber.

Hahaha, it makes me laugh almost every time to hear that come out of his mouth. It's a curious expression for a three-year-old to pick up. Here's another conversation that made me smile:

Me: Remember when we packed all our stuff in that big moving truck?
Lydia: Yeah, remember when Emmy and Jack packed all their things in their big moving truck?
Me: Yep.
Ammon: Aw phooey, they live far away now.

Phooey? Priceless :) And while Ammon's busy with his exclamations, Lydia's been busy with her own problems. I found Lydia sitting alone on her bed in the dark after coming home from the dentist.

Me: What's going on?
Lydia (Getting all teary-eyed): I just have so much time to play with Ammon and I just need some alone time.
Me: What happened?
Lydia: Nothing. I just need some alone time.
Me: Then why are you crying?
Lydia: I'm not (sniff) my eyes are just watering.
Me: Ooooookay, I'll leave you to your alone time then.

She's growing up into some drama, that's for sure.

Since she is getting so big, we decided that it was finally some time to even the ends of her super long hair so that she had a cleaner cut.  I was so nervous to cut her hair and so sad. She had never ever ever had a hair cut before and I DID NOT want to cut off her baby hair. But it was time.

I missed her hair as soon as I cut it off. Not in a despairing way, but in a small sadness kind of way. I especially missed the pretty sun-bleached ends. It really was a good thing to cut her hair; though it's hard to tell from the pictures, the ends were all split and just looked scraggly and uneven. Now they are even and hopefully her hair will come in a bit thicker now instead of the baby-fine texture it was.

Lydia was excited to get her haircut because she wanted to know what it would feel like and was surprised when "it didn't feel like anything!" She kept having to be reassured that I was just cutting the ends and that it would not be too short. She really wants long hair!

After I was done she looked in the mirror and said, "Mom, it's so short!" I agreed that it was a little shorter than expected, but it was my first time cutting a girl's hair, and to get it even I had to go a bit higher. But it wasn't too bad and she forgot about it in about three seconds.

And that's my kids. Haircuts and plenty to say to keep me on my toes.