Lights

 Having some fun with the Christmas tree lights.  

 Well, I was having fun. Finley, on the other hand, does not look like he's having fun. The poor dog has no freedom of choice.

An Unfortunate Incident

Mental note to self...never officially make plans to have family photos taken and never, EVER mention these plans out loud, because when you do, you will inevitably have to cancel. It's been over 3 years since we've had family pictures done and I thought it was high time that we did it again. We found a photographer and scheduled a shoot in October.  Then one morning, a week before our pictures, I was greeted by Mr. Sunshine, aka Bridger, and I noticed something was a little "off" with his hair.  It looked as if someone had taken a lawnmower to his head and stopped a few inches in, right down the middle.  There was no mistaking that this was an inside job.  I don't remember the other boys experimenting with scissors, but Bridger is infinitely more curious and likes to do things "himself".  Unfortunately, the only solution to his reverse mohawk was to shave it all off.  Here he is.  He hasn't been this bald since he was a newborn.

I thought baldness would cure him of ever doing it again.  I was wrong.  After a few months of growing his hair back he was overcome AGAIN with curiosity when he came upon my nail scissors lying on the counter.  Perhaps he was curious because the scissors were different.  Was the outcome different as well? Sadly, no.  He had to have his head shaved again, a few days after Christmas.  Some lessons are hard to learn.