Hair! Yeah!

I used henna on my hair today. It is really all I use now. I no longer use commercial dyes with harsh chemicals. Henna is cheaper and is better for my hair. My hair this time is a deep cherry red almost.
I like it.
Also, Levi got a cut today. He was so well behaved and I am very proud of him. He didn't cry and sat as still as a 3 year old possibly could. He got the Beckham. I'll post a picture tomorrow. We are going to buy some fun colored gel to put in it occasionally. He looks ridiculously adorable. The lady who worked in the salon (but didn't cut his hair) kept calling him darling. Levi wanted to hang out and he didn't want to leave. He wants to go back to the haircut store. I have a feeling we'll be playing haircut sometime soon.
I cut Patrick's hair last week. He was getting a mullet and I cain't abide with no baby mullet. HIs hair is so light blonde with just the tiniest hint of strawberry in it.

I told you I'd be bad at this.

I am really not good at these things. I wish I were. I'm funny. This should be good. Instead I'll forget.
We had a huge power outage this weekend. A lot of people are still without power. Levi hasn't had school and he's going stir crazy. I hope he can go tomorrow but at the same time, I am enjoying the extra sleep. He's doing well in school (as far as I know) and he's learning a lot and growing up big time.
Patrick isn't walking yet. I really wish he would. He's getting too heavy to carry around. He can dance like Riverdance but he can't walk. Soon I am sure. Then I will party. We've taken to calling him SquealyDan.

Who are you?

Who? Are? You? Who? Are you?
I'm Emily. I'm 31 years old, married to Graig and mom to Levi (3) and Patrick (very nearly 1). I live in Columbus, Ohio and stay at home for now. I clap at Skeery Monsters. That makes Levi laugh and then they're Gone Monsters.
There isn't really much to say about life. It's there and I live it. Day by day by day.
I hate these introduction type things. I think I am a pretty funny person but always come off like a dork on these. Today I told someone who was bemoaning being born a woman that "she'd look pretty funny in her sexy pants if she grew a penis." Now that will just sound stupid.
Anyway, I love my husband and my boys and the somewhat insane message board Baby's Named a Bad, Bad Thing. If your kid's name is on there, I'm not sorry and we're not picking on your kid, we're picking on you and your bad baby naming skills.
We'll see where this goes I guess.

Levi's First Day of School

In less than 7 hours, Levi will be starting his first day of preschool. For weeks he's talked about it and now he doesn't want to go. We shall see what happens.