Proud Brother, Big Helper

I am not really sure what I was doing, but Paisley was crying and I was trying to hurry and then she stopped crying, I rushed out of the bathroom and this is what I found. My baby boy was being a big helper and found a way to make "baby" happy. Not only were his fingers probably disgusting and covered with germs, but now he thinks that "baby" always needs to suck on his finger and is constantly trying to shove it in her mouth. He also likes to give Paisley her binky, after he's sucked on it himself of course!

Also, my mom is here and her and I each made a pair of booties yesterday. I kept saying, " I don't know how to make smaller ones, I need to make the pattern smaller." and my mom says, "just sew them smaller." Guess that's what a Bachelor's degree gets ya compared to my Associates... Common Sense. Haha! I also got my hair colored yesterday. I haven't colored my hair since Christmas of 2006! Crazy huh? It's been a long time, ecspecially for someone who is obsessed with coloring their hair. I went pretty easy and just put some lighter highlights in it with a little bit of blue.