A quick addition to the haircut story from a few days ago:
And then this picture that Ada drew that isn't what you're thinking it is ("us in dresses with big shoulders". Duh! :
And then and then! The girl that checked us out at the grocery store in Rexburg Idaho today was named "Cumorah". Cumorah!! The more you think about it the worse it becomes. I mean COME ON (see what I did there?) Let's hope she never leaves the land of the backward Mormon for her own sake (and her future innocence).
3 or 4 months ago, Ada informed me that she wanted to grow her hair out long. Her reason? Because "everyone who is beautiful has long hair". After I got over my shock (and sadness), I thought about what she'd said and it's absolutely true if you think of how "pretty" and "feminine" is portrayed to young girls. Every Disney princess has long hair, almost every woman you see on a magazine cover has long hair (the checkout line at the grocery store), her mom even has long hair, etc. I found this especially disturbing because a.) she's only 4 b.) she has minimal exposure to these things and c). she's at least 50% tomboy. I've of course talked to her about it and we even looked at pictures of women with short haircuts. Cultural osmosis people. It's a scary thing. (I can also fully admit that I'm probably reading way too much into this situation).
Flash forward to today, right before we walked in to get Joseph's haircut, and Ada tells me "I want to cut my hair because I've decided short hair is actually the prettiest kind of hair".
Kind of a hack job haircut. That's as good as it gets when your kid won't unbury his face from your chest.
The hilarious thing is: I was disappointed that she wanted to cut it. It really would be so pretty long, especially because it's gotten wavy and the sun has brought out all of those metallic platinum highlights. THE IRONY.
He went in for a 2 1/2 year appointment last week.
Height: 38.5 inches, 95%
Weight: 29.4 lbs, 46%
Which means he doubled his weight stat in 6 months. Crazy since he doesn't eat. The doctor said he must just have low metabolic needs. Wa wa Joseph.
At Washington Square Park yesterday, where Joseph consumed no less than 4 giant mouthfuls of water exactly 5 minutes after a bum had full-on bathed in the fountain (complete with bar of soap). 20 minutes later he ate 3 fistfuls of sand at the nearby playground. The disgustingness of it played on a continuous loop in my head the rest of the day (he's done lots of gross stuff. This one just takes the cake). I even called the doctor this morning to see what I could expect (I wonder how often they get calls like this from obnoxious parents?).
On the train ride home from church on Sunday. Ada sang "Follow The Prophet" loudly the entire way home. In a car full of who knows how many Jewish people. We aren't a cult people. Really.
(why does our church have so many creepy children's songs? This is just one of many).
And finally: Ada sitting on a popcorn kernel "egg" for most of this evening.
We are headed out for our annual summer sabbatical on Friday so this might be my last post for a while. See ya!