One last post for today about the little man in my life

You gotta love a guy that will hold your mirror while you are putting on make up on the run.

This is Wil's favorite place to be...On his bed playing his xbox360. i still love his walls from his nursery even though he thinks he has outgrown it. It was originally a nautical theme and as he grew it became a western room.. now its just a guys place to play games, put together tons of legos and hang with friends.


Two weeks ago, Wil asked Jessica and I to trim his hair. You know stick the blade on and brush through, trimming it just like the barber would. Well...silly me did not know that Greg owned 3 different size blades. We grabbed one and off we went outside. Being the professional as I am, I went one swoop down the center of his scalp to...OOPs..Dang, we grabbed the wrong blade..we grabbed the guard that buzz cuts your hair. I looked at him and said"How you feel about a crew cut for the summer son?" "Mom, what did you do, Wils said". Oh Snap!! I began to explain that everyone will be wearing the "buzz cut" for the summer, It will be easy to maintain (like he's a boy, what does he maintain) I told him that every soccer player would think he was cool with the "David Beckham" look. I told him ALL the 3rd grade girls would think he was the hottest thing since sliced bread.I tried to say anything that would make him feel better and lets face the reality here folks, I was saying anything for my son, who is 9 years old, not to be furious with me. It did not help that I have these 3 stinkin daughters that made comments like-"You look like a cancer patient", "Yo, Chemo Boy", and "Oh Lord Wil, Mom screwed up your head". Thanks girls!! Anyway, I was ready to face the disappointment of Wil, when he ran inside and looked in a mirror and said these words" Mom, it's cool, I like it! Whew!! Did I dodge a bullet of what? This from the soccer playin boy that likes his hair to bounce. Then it made me think, I should be that kind of forgiving to those that make quick mistakes with me. He gave me grace and still loved me anyway, even if I made him bald. We sure can learn big things from little people. Gotta love em.