Day 16: Hair Drama

Never ever ever take kids with you to get your hair done. Yikes. I was supposed to go yesterday but with Daddy's flight being cancelled and the cleaning lady coming later then normal, I had to reschedule. In my mind I figured as long as I had snacks and entertainment, Bryce would be fine but I was wrong. He's a a dude alright...no patience whatsoever when it comes to girly things. Skylar was in school but I think she actually would've helped out had she been there but we'll never know because I'm never going to attempt that again. And that's not even the best part...nope. The best part is after all of that drama of a rambunctious toddler and a screaming infant is that I left with orange hair. Or "brassy" as the salon wants to call it. Brassy, orange..I don't care - WRONG! Sigh. So now we have to go back for round 2 tomorrow morning. This time I will only have Eva but poor muffin will be in her stroller again waiting out and then goes to get her first round of shots. My poor poor girl.

I did capture some of the fun moments of trying to entertain the little turkey...

Obviously this was pre-orange reveal so my spirits were still in a good place. Once we got home, with Brycen screaming in the car the ENTIRE ride, I honestly wanted to cry. One because of my hair but mostly because I was just so darn tired. I was able to get Brycie in bed for maybe 20 minutes but in those short 20 minutes, cuddling with my sweet Eva-cakes was so rejuvenating. I told Matthew that I really think there are endorphins being released when a mama smells her newborn baby. She calms me instantly...