Me: "Carter, I just washed it."
Carter: "Yeah, but it stinks."
Me: "It think it smells a little like flowers." (as I sniff my wet hair)
While I was trying to get Ethan's hair combed out Carter was standing at the bathroom door. Ethan was complaining about the me fixing his hair (this is a daily battle, if it weren't for the cute curls I would have his head shaved so I wouldn't have to deal with all the drama). This morning he was complaining that he didn't want a moohawk. Carter replied by saying this:
The first picture I tool of him just a few days ago as we left kindergarten registration. He is getting so big!
The last picture is from May, during T-ball season. As I was working on this post this a.m. Carter came through and requested that I use a baseball picture. So I did and he approved.