Picture Post

Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby is 1 month old.
The girls' soccer season ended recently.   Kaia told me before her last game, "Mom, I don't want to do soccer again.  I want to be a ballerina."  Here is Kaia with her buddy, Cooper.
Sierra on the other hand, loved soccer and was the second most competitive/aggressive kid on the team (she was only outdone by the coach's son).  
I almost posted a before/after shot of my new hairstyle but the "before" (after I cut my bangs myself) was so hideous that I couldn't bring myself to put it on this here blog.  But this is me "after", meaning after having a wonderfully professionally done hair cut by the talented Erica Niles.  She said I wasn't the worst self-haircut she has tried to fix, more of a yellow than a red (to use her words), but it took almost an hour and a half to get the desired result.  I like it a lot. So does Kaia, obviously.
I wish I could have gotten to the camera faster at this moment.  Tristan came in my room while I was nursing and performed a hula dance.  I think he saw his sisters dancing a few weeks ago and decided to give it a try.  I laughed till I cried.
Oh, Kaia.  I think she may have laughed till she cried when she saw this picture.