hAiR!

I'm stealing the entire idea for this post from my cousin (in-law) Janna. We both are semi addicted to constantly changing our hair... for the better and sometimes definitely for the worse. I'm speaking for myself here...

So, it all started almost 29 years ago.
Baby Amy and her mom's obsession with barettes, pigtails, braids, etc.

Back in Temple.

I think I was about 2 here.

Begin the barettes!

Circa 1983

If you put two barettes in, why not 4?

1986

Kindergarten maybe?

Don't even get me started about how much I wish I still had hair that looked like this!!!

Sadly, I don't have those pretty golden locks (my PE coach in elementary school actually called me Goldie Locks), so I have forever been trying to find something else I might just like as much.

Because I didn't want to take the time to flip through every photo album in my house, I've compiled some examples from the last 7 years to show you just how inconsistent I am.

About the only thing that has ever stayed the same is having it high lighted. I just HATE the dishwater brown it is naturally. Blondes who don't stay blonde get the most dull hair color ever.

I apologize to every hair dresser I've ever had for changing my mind so many times! And I wonder why they always ask me "So what's it this time Amy?"

2002

Possibly one of my favorite cuts ever.
Looking at this picture makes me want to chop it all off again!
(This is college boyfriend Francis)

2003

Longer... guess I wanted to be able to "put it up", my favorite reason to start growing it long.
Enter Zach! YAY!

2003

Enter BANGS. Not my favorite bangs... why they are all feathered and hella short, I don't know.

2004

Getting longer still... the bangs are looking so much better!!

2005

LONG... almost to my waist at this point and too long really. Even the bangs are too long. Why do brides want to have long hair for their wedding anyhow? Kinda of a waste. I chopped it before the wedding and wore it down too.

This is one of our engagement photos we took for the Wimberley View.

2005

CHOP!

We had the mat around this picture signed by everyone at the wedding. Awesome keepsake, by the way.

2006

CHOP, again. Tired of the bangs. Bobby pins always find their way into the mix about the millionth time my hair falls in my face.

This is Melly, my best friend for 25 years and counting... miss and love you girl! xo

2006

Longer... hell with the bangs at this point.

This was our first anniversary. That's my 98 pound German Shepherd in my arms. My how she's grown! Oh, and our sweet Sara Sue.

2006

OH MY GOODNESS!

I know, that's what I said. This is proof that there should be PERFECTLY CLEAR communication between the stylist and you and that you should NEVER go to someone for the first time and "try something new". Does this look like a dark brown bob with short bangs to you? I even brought a PICTURE!

Red?? Ouch, this one hurt and left me calling my normal gal for an emergency fix.

I can't believe I actually have a picture of this mess.

2006

Better.

Well, the color at least. I lived in a headband for months until I didn't have "dog ears" anymore. Really, it was bad!

2007

Totally different and what I was looking for in the first place. Short, brown, and bangs.

This was our 2nd anniversary. Little did we know we had gotten pregnant with our Bug just days before!

Spring 2008

This is the person who gave birth to Tatum June. Tatum doesn't recognize her and point and say Mama when we're looking at pictures of this lady. I, personally, really liked her hair!

I was feeling ready for a switch though. Over a year with practically the same 'do?? I guess being pregnant really does make you crazy!

Summer 2008

The blonde is creeping back in.... hair is growing....

Fall 2008

Almost back to a spiffed up natural color and hell with the bangs again....

Winter 2008

The bobby pins are back. No bangs and getting longer...

Summer 2009

Well, it's been a journey, but here I am today.

Long (nice for pony tails) and bangs (nice for my face, I think). And it's weird because it actually has a little wave to it. Pregnancy really is a mystery! But now after a few of these pictures.... that short haircut near the top has got me thinking....

Speaking of bad hair, I'm horribly sad to announce that Tatum June has what appears to me to be a mullet. I'm sure we'll grow right past this awkward place, but for now, it's seriously a mullet! HA! Maybe a little bow will distract people... :)

Overwhelmed...

I wish there was enough time in the day to do it all.

Everything on my list, both written and the never-ending one in my head is overwhelming.

Why is it so hard for me to "be" and live in the moment?

Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,

Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,

Hang out the washing, make up the bed,

Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?

She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,

Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.

Dishes are waiting and bills are past due

Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo

The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew

And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo

But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo

Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?

Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow

But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.

So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!

I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

- Ruth Hulbert Hamilton

I don't want to miss a single moment.


The pressure to "do it all" is amazing, but most of it is put in place by ME! It's time for some change around here... so if you're coming over, be prepared to leave with cat hair on your clothes and don't trip on that toy on your way out the door!

Dishwasher, Dog Kisser, Splash Judge, Swimmer, & Cake Stealer

My little "helper" has been very busy these days. She likes to have her hands on/in anything I'm doing and be my shadow constantly. I can't tell you how many times I have stepped on her little pudgy toes not knowing she was RIGHT behind me.

Lately, she LOVES to "help" unload the dishwasher. Unfortunately this is usually not the safest activity. I try to distract her with the silverware basket long enough for me to get all the breakable and sharp things put away. Her "help" usually means that about half the clean tupperware and plastic dishes need to be washed again either because of some slobber action or being dropped on the floor and sometimes walked on.

Speaking of slobber action...

Pippy gives Tatum the best kisses. Tatum will walk over to her with her mouth wide open for a kiss. Dog's mouths are supposed to be cleaner than a human's, right??

Bug gets a kick out of watching Da Da splash and swim in the pool. She's much happier observing from the deck these days than actually in the pool herself.

And here is Tatum with her eyes on Harper's birthday day cake. I had visions of her snatching it like she did with Henry's birthday cupcake a few months ago. Scooch!

Luckily she just watched, albeit VERY closely, and let Harper enjoy his big boy first birthday cake. As you can see, he was keeping his eye on her as well.

Like those pearls? She was quite the lady for the party. Well, I guess "ladies" don't crawl all over the floor with their dresses tucked in their bloomers, do they?

Four Peas in a Pod

Here's the posse before a dip in Henry's pool last week. Aren't they cute??

From left to right, we have Paxton (18 months), Harper (14 months), Tatum (15 months), and Henry (14 months).

We definitely need to try to get more group pictures of these guys before they grow up any more!

As usual, Tatum was trying to drink as much of the water as possible.

She, unfortunately, played with the hose nozzle thing so much that she broke it!

Harper and Tatum mixing it up in the ball pit.

And the host with the most, sweet Henry.

We're so lucky to see these guys almost every week. Harper and Paxton are in Tatum's music class and we most always get to see Henry right afterwards at Story Time. I'd have to say that it's not too shabby that Tatum's friends have awesome Mommas for me to hang out with too!

Sweet Sara Sue

We lost our Sara today. We are completely heartbroken.

She followed Zach home from a run at my parent's house here in Wimberley back in March of 2003. That girl chased him up the huge hill in Paradise Hills when Zach was sure he had lost her.

She then sat on my parent's porch for over 8 hours waiting to go home with her new family.

We put signs all over town, but no one called to claim her. By the time the signs went up, we were both secretly hoping no one would call. It didn't take long for us to fall in love with her.

So, off we went... back to UT with Sara in tow!

She was a constant companion for the last 6 years. She went to track meets, track practice, countless parks to play her beloved frisbee, numerous Jeep rides, and LOVED her huge yard here in Wimberley where she could be in charge and watch the world.

She was the boss of the house for sure. Herding cats and putting Piper in her place. Poor Pippy has a few scars on her nose to prove it! But at the same time, she was the sweet protector here at home.

One of my favorite Sara memories was when she was the "ring doggie" at our wedding. She carried our rings to us on a pretty green bow around her neck.

You just don't come across a dog like her often.

Whoever gave her up was a moron to let such a gem of a spirit go. We, though, were the luckiest people on the planet to have found her! (Actually, she found us!)

We miss you so much already sweet girl. You will forever be in our hearts. We love you!

This picture and the one below were taken the day she found us and put on her "Found" posters.